“Don’t worry, he is. And then we’re gonna go back to his apartment for…dessert.”
“Uh-huh, I bet.”
“And then hopefully crack me like a glow stick,” she adds unapologetically.
“Natalie Jo!” I crack up at how open she is about sex. “I don’t even know what that means.”
“It’s time you find out, Harlow. You’re young and hot. Those perky tits and your tight ass ain’t gonna last forever, so use ’em now while ya got ’em.”
“And now I feel violated.”
“Says the girl who sent an ass pic to a group chat,” she mocks, arching a brow.
As if I needed the reminder.
“Look where that got me…” I sigh. “Mystery Guy left the group chat a few days ago and we’ve not texted since he told me he didn’t wanna reschedule our coffee date.”
Once he said that, I wasn’t about to try to change his mind, but it still hurt. I don’t know if it’s normal to be sad about it or miss him after only spending a month chatting, but a part of me does.
“Screw him for not realizin’ how amazing you are. Another reason to get on this app and find someone else who will. Use that photo you sent me of you dressed up that day, too. That was super cute.”
Lifting my shoulder, I wrinkle my nose. “Maybe. I’ll think about it.”
But she’s right. I did look cute.
“Please do. It’s kinda fun. You can add message prompts and then decide if you wanna reply based on their answer. There’svoice and video chat options too, so you don’t even haveta give ’em your number.”
“What kinda prompts?”
“Anything you want. Mine is: The way to win me over is and then my response is: Be witty, charming, and rich. Or tall enough that none of those matter.”
My eyes crease as I burst out laughing at how unexpected that was. Knowing Natalie, I shouldn’t be that surprised.
“That’s genius,” I mock. “Now I see how you landed a giant cowboy.”
“Yep, and it gives ’em a little hint of your humor but also what you’re lookin’ for. Then you’ll know a little about them based on what they say. For mine, most just replied with their heights and asked if that was tall enough, but the one guy I’m going out with said—tall enough to have the best view in the room when you’re bent over in front of me.”
My jaw drops at his bold answer and the fact that it worked.
“Goddamn, that’s a line alright…”
“Worked on me like a moth to a flame. Immediately, yes.”
I snort. “Glad I haveyourlocation now. He basically waved chocolate in your face, and you hopped in his creepy white van.”
“I’m just here to have fun. You don’t haveta take it too seriously. But also, you can change up your prompt and see what works best for ya.”
“I don’t even know what I’d write.”
“Could be about your dreams, goals, your type, what you look for in a man…”
“I’d need to have experience with dating to even know what those are,” I deadpan, leaning back against my headboard.
“Okay, let’s look for some simple but fun ones for you.” She grabs her phone, begins scrolling, and then reads them aloud.
“Best way to ask me out—by naming a time and place.”
“We’re the same type of weird if—you put the milk in before the cereal.”
