But Everest feels different.
There’s a slowness to him that makes me want to peel things back. Not clothes. Walls.
A little while later, I send him a picture of my couch: covered in paperwork, highlighters, sticky notes, and my emotional support water bottle.
Me: This is what tonight looked like.
He replies a minute later.
MountMeEverest:You look like a beautiful disaster.
I snort.
Me: Rude.
MountMeEverest: I meant it as a compliment. Organized chaos is kinda hot.
We keep going. Just little things. Favorite books. Worst jobs. I tell him I once worked at a summer camp where I got headbutted in the boobs by a five-year-old named Trevor who thought he was a dinosaur. He tells me he once clogged a gym toilet so bad the whole building had to close early.
I haven’t laughed this much in a while.
At one point I check the time and realize it’s after midnight. My forms are finished. My meeting notes are prepped. My tea’s cold. But I feel light for the first time all day.
His last message hits different.
MountMeEverest: Thanks for talking to me. You didn’t have to, but I’m glad you did.
I stare at it for a beat, then type:
Me: You’re welcome, sugar. I liked it.
Because I did.
And I think... I might want to do it again.
Lying in bed, face washed, hoodie swapped for a tank top, I pull my phone back out and click into his profile. Still no pic. No info. Just a name that shouldn’t make me feel anything, but does.
MountMeEverest.
I imagine what he looks like. Probably tall. Strong hands. One of those grins that makes you suspicious and curious at the same time.
Probably nothing like that. But still, there’s something about him.
Tomorrow, I’ll stream again. I’ll moan for strangers and call out names and pretend like I’m not thinking about one quiet viewer with a cheeky username and a soft heart.
But tonight?
Tonight, Mr. Shy reached out.
And if I’m being honest…
I kinda hope he does it again.
Chapter Eight
EVEREST
Ughh…I can’t even believe I’m this obsessed with a fucking online porn channel. Yet, here I am, hitting the damn refresh button like a lunatic waiting for her livestream to start. While I love watching her saved videos, there’s something about seeing her in person. The way her mouth looks when she cums, the way she draws her teeth along her lower lip and she blinks when she’s flirting.
