"Cord," she protests."I don't wanna."
"Too bad.Secrets don't make friends."
"We aren't friends.We're married," she reminds me.
"Mmhmm.And you're going to be getting another lesson in what it means to be married to this cowboy if you don't show me what's on the laptop, Cassia," I growl.
"Fine!"she cries."You're such a bully."
"Poke that lip back in, pretty baby.I'm not falling for it."That's a lie.I'm a sucker for that damn pout.It gets me every time.She's too damn beautiful, especially when she's not fighting fair.That adorable wrinkle between her brows is my kryptonite."Open the laptop."
She sighs the longest, most dramatic sigh and reluctantly opens her laptop back up, fidgeting in her chair the whole time we wait for the screen to come back to life.When it does, the social media site with the videos loads.The clock one.I only recognize it because she sends me cat videos all day when she's procrastinating.
Unless she just bought a cat from the damn site, I don't know what she's so worked up about, though.It's just videos.The only ones I ever see are animals.And people who whisper into the camera.I don't know what that's about, but it creeps me out.
"I can explain," she says, her expression contrite.
I'm not entirely sure what the fuck she needs to explain, but I play along, crossing my arms and hitting her with a stern glare."Go ahead."
She pauses dramatically."It's all Paige and Cleary's faults!They said their husbands were hot, and I said mine was hotter, and then they wanted to argue about it.I couldn't just let them get away with insulting your hotness like that!I mean, look at you!"She flings her hand out in my direction, her eyes going glassy in a way that makes my dick imprint itself against my zipper."So Paige said there was only one way to settle it.We had to let BookTok decide."
"What the fuck is a BookTok?"
"It's readers on the app!"
"They have a name for them?"
"Will you let me finish?"she growls.
I hold my hands up, trying not to laugh.Once she gets going, there's no stopping her.
"We secretly recorded you guys doing your things to upload the videos for BookTok to judge.You were trying to break Tyr when I recorded you, back when he was still trying to buck you off like you were in a rodeo.Now everyone is losing their minds over the video.Look!"she cries, jabbing a finger at the screen."One million views!"
Huh.
I grunt."How many does Camden have?"
"None."
A broad grin spreads across my face.BookTok thinks I'm hotter than my baby brother?Fuck yeah.He's never living this shit down.
"Paige didn't post his video," Cassia says."Cleary didn't post Ian's either."
I scowl."I thought they were supposed to participate too?"
"They were."My wife rolls her eyes and then blows a wayward strand of hair out of her face."But they both chickened out.Only, they forgot to tell me they were going to chicken out.So now you're all over the internet and their husbands aren't."She pouts again."I had to turn the comments off, Cord.They were not appropriate at all!"
I arch a brow; not sure I even want to know what the hell was in the comments.I'll never tell Cassia because she'd kick my ass if she knew, but I still keep an eye on her social media.There are a lot of assholes and evil motherfuckers out there, and my wife is my world.There's not a chance in hell I'm going to risk one of them getting anywhere near her.So I check in to make sure everyone is treating her the way she deserves to be treated.It's hard to miss some of the dirty things she and her book friends talk about while I'm doing it.They put my ranch hands to shame.
I am curious as a motherfucker about this contest, though.Ian's a damn world-famous tattoo artist.He looks just like the men on the covers of half the dirty books Cassia hordes on her Kindle like she's stockpiling them for the apocalypse.I bet people are sick of seeing his clones.Which means Cam or I could win this thing.And Cam doesn't have Tyr in his back pocket.All he's got is his fancy-ass furniture and a couple horses who behave.
I'm liking my odds.
"You're just going to have to tell Paige and Cleary to suck it up and get their videos up," I say, pulling Cassia up from her chair."Fair is fair, pretty baby."
She gapes at me.
"I can't win on a technicality."
