Not that I needed to see a picture to know who he was.
“Jack Harding. Holy shit,” I murmured, taking a minute to stare at all the tattoos on his hard chest.
Grabbing my phone, I dialed Josie, all the while staring at the sexy tattoo artist from town.
“Hello?” she asked breathlessly.
“Put down whatever you’re doing and go on the dating website and look at the hits on my profile.”
“Um…okay.”
“Baby, what are you doing?” JR said in the background.
“I have to check something out.”
“We’re in the middle of sex!”
His voice grew distant as she shuffled into the other room and grabbed her laptop. “Okay, looking now. What exactly am I—” She sucked in a sharp breath. “Nooooo. Holy crap!”
“Right?”
“Jack Harding has a dating profile?”
“I know! The man looks like he eats metal for meals, and he’s looking for love on a dating website.”
“Well, everyone needs to find love,” she chuckled.
“Still, I can’t believe it.”
“Babe, what are you—why are you looking at other men?” JR growled in the background.
“This isn’t for me.”
“It better not be for me,” he snapped.
“Uh…Ellie, I think I need to go.”
“Sure,” I sighed heavily. “Go have good monkey sex. I’ll just be here eating popcorn and drinking wine alone!” I called out right as she hung up.
Tossing the phone on the sofa, I went back through my maybes and dug a little further into them. If I really wanted to, I could fuck with Jack…
I brought up the messenger application and sent a quick hello.
Didn’t expect to see you here.
I wasn’t expecting an immediate reply, or any at all, but to my surprise, he was online and started typing.
Can’t expect to find someone in our small town. Why didn’t you expect me to be on here?
“Um…because you’re a tattooed bad boy that all the ladies in town dream about?” I chuckled, not that I would actually type that. The last thing I wanted was for anyone else in town to think I had something for yet another man in town. That would just be more fodder for our neck of the woods.
I thought you were seeing someone.
I tapped my nails on the computer, waiting for his reply. When it didn’t seem like he was going to answer, I almost shut everything down, but to my surprise, the bubbles popped up.
Shit happens.
That was an awfully long wait for such a short reply.
