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“Oh, I’m not. It’s nothing,” I mutter, locking my cell so she can’t reach over and steal it. There are things in that chat thread with my artist that she never, ever needs to see.

My artist. Who am I fucking kidding? We’ve been chatting for a week, and there's been no mention of meeting or anything more serious than the sexting we’ve been doing. I’m enjoying it immensely, but I would like to take a ride on that dick sooner rather than later, if I’m being honest.

“Bullshit, Gare. That is not a nothing smile.”

“Fine. It’s a something smile.”

“Have you seen Darcy again?” she asks.

“No, he’s been too busy. We’ve messaged a bit, but I don’t think it’s going anywhere.”

“He traveled with the team this week. Maybe he’s just tired or something,” Sienna offers.

“Yeah, maybe,” I mutter as she pulls into a space in the parking lot of the mall.

“So?” she asks, suddenly turning to face me with a shit-eating grin on her face.

“So…”

“So, if it isn’t Darcy, then who is it? And don’t even think about lying to me, Gare. I know that smile, and I know a guy put it there.”

“It’s just a guy,” I mutter.

“Hmm…just a guy,” Sienna murmurs back, not believing a word.

She tries to get more out of me as we walk into the mall, but much to her annoyance, I keep my cards close to my chest.

I mean, there isn’t really much I can say. As she questions me, it becomes more and more obvious that I don’t really know anything about this guy. He’s an artist and has a big cock and a filthy mouth. But really, what else is there to know when all we’re doing is talking online?

It’s hot. I’m enjoying myself. End of.

Would I like to meet him? Yeah, of course. But there’s always the fear of the whole thing being ruined when you meet in person and discover you have zero chemistry in real life.

The fear of that happening is enough to put me off meeting him right now.

“So, what kind of dress are we shopping for exactly?” I ask.

It’s something we’ve done countless times before, and it’s only now we’re doing it again that I realize just how much I’ve missed it.

I left so much behind when I moved to New York. I really thought that city was going to give me everything I needed. But it turns out that what I needed might just have been here all along.

“Something hot and sexy that’s going to make Calvin want to bang my brains out all night long.”

On second thought, maybe not everything I need is here.

“Seriously?” I complain.

“What?” she asks, feigning innocence. “You won’t tell me about your hot new man, so I’m going to punish you by talking about mine.”

A grumble rumbles up my throat.

“Oh my god, Gare. He did this thing with his tongue last ni—” Her words die as I slap my hand across her mouth.

“I love you, Sienna. And I’m jealous as fuck that you snagged yourself a hot hockey player. I want more than anything for you to be happy and fulfilled and satisfied, but for the love of God, I do not need every detail about my big sister’s sex life.”

Her eyes glitter with amusement as her lips pout beneath my hand.

“You’re a menace.”