Page 58 of Under Her

“So, tonight was fun,” she says.

“Yeah, it was.” I smile at her.

“And we didn’t get murdered at the arena, so that was a bonus.” A slow grin slides onto her face.

I chuckle and shake my head at her. “Did you not go to a Thai boxing match the last time you were here?” I ask her.

She shakes her head. “I didn’t get much time to do anything, except work, the last time I was here. I was only in San Kamphaeng for a day, as I had to visit a few more places.”

“So, you didn’t get to do much sightseeing?”

“Nope.”

“Do you wanna go sightseeing with me tomorrow after we finish up signing the contracts with Niran?”

“Sure.” She smiles. “That sounds nice.”

I take another sip of my beer, happy at the thought of spending the day with her tomorrow.

“I’m surprised you haven’t been out here before,” she says, her voice gentle in the night air. “I’d have thought traveling was your thing.”

I slide my eyes to her. “Because I’m rich?”

She shrugs but doesn’t elaborate.

“I’ve been abroad for work—China, India, places like that. Never here though. I did go to Cabo with the boys a few times for spring break.” I smile at the memories. “But, honestly, I haven’t taken a vacation since…God, two years ago when Coop booked us a spontaneous trip to Vegas. I’m kinda married to my job if you haven’t noticed.”

“I’ve noticed,” she says softly.

I like that she’s realized how hard I actually do work.

“So, how is Cooper?” she asks me.

“He’s good. Bumming around, living off his trust fund.” I chuckle, and she laughs.

“You were close with Dominic Anderson as well, right? I worked with him at Starbucks,” she explains.

For some reason, I don’t tell her that I already knew that. “Yeah, I see him all the time. Dom’s one of my best friends.”

“How’s he doing? I heard that he’d set up a dating app or something when he left college.”

“Yeah, he created Cas-U-Safe,” I tell her.

Basically, Cas-U-Safe is a dating app that people can join, so they can meet and hook up with people, and there’s no risk to their safety at all. The sign-up is rigorous, and it does all kinds of background checks on people. If you pass the checks, then you’re allowed a membership. Once in, you are able to browse photos of people but no details. If you see someone you want to hook up with, you send the person a message. If he or she wants to meet with you, then a date is arranged through Cas-U-Safe. The first date is held at the building they own, which has security. The first building was in Chicago. Now, they’re all over the fucking world.

The Cas-U-Safe buildings are a lot like hotels. They have a reception area, restaurant, café, cinema, bowling alley, and shit like that where the dates are held. The hotel is littered with security guards. CCTV is in all the dating areas. For an extra cost, there are hotel rooms upstairs for people to check in and fuck if they want. And a panic button is in each room. If they don’t want a room, then they go on their way after having a date that was safe for them, and they can go fuck at home if they want.

The joining fee is higher than the usual dating apps, but with all the creepers in the world right now, people want to know they’re meeting exactly whom they think they should be meeting and that they’ll be safe. And that’s what Dom’s company provides for them.

“Wow. I can’t believe he created Cas-U-Safe.”

“Yep. Dom’s one smart fucker.” I don’t tell her the reason he created the app though. Only Coop and I know that.

“Well, he must be doing really well for himself.”

“Yeah, he is.” I smile at my friend’s good fortune.

“It’s one of the biggest dating apps around,” she muses.