Page 8 of Billionaire Romantic
She opens her eyes, those flags of pink on her cheeks getting even pinker. “Luck, it was a-may-zing.”
“It was? But who is he?”
Grace and I have bonded over many things. One of those things being that we’re both twenty-three and we both are—orwere—virgins. We’re picky. We’ve discussed this. We’re waiting for not just any old fling, but something special. “Luck, it was better than anything I could have imagined.”
“Holy shit, Grace,” I laugh.
“Iknow,” she gushes.
“But…how? When did you meet this guy? I didn’t even know you were dating anyone.” It’s true I’ve been insanely snowed under with my new job lately and she’s been studying non-stop, but we still take the time to talk at least a few times a week.
“I met him today.”
“You met himtoday? Where?”
“At Bryant Park. We’d arranged to meet there.”
“Arranged? How?”
“God,Luck. Youhaveto try it. I met him through this new dating app everyone’s been talking about. Remember that girl in our Organizational Behavior class named Hattie? She told me about it. This app has, like, gone viral because the algorithms are so accurate. They somehow make really good matches.”
“You met him on adatingapp?”And you jumped straight into bed with him?
“He’s also getting his MBA. At Columbia. He’s in his final semester. We’d agreed to meet for lunch. Luck, he’s so freakinghot. I was like, are youkidding me?Thisis my blind date? And then after we had lunch and a drink—two, actually—he invited me to check out the apartment he just moved into. It’s insane. He was offered a job even though he hasn’t graduated yet and there was a signing bonus that was so big he bought himself an apartment. He closed on it just last week. The only piece of furniture he’s bought so far is a futon. It’s a one-bedroom in Hudson Yards. Can youbelievethat?”
“No.”
“It’s freakingtrue.”
“Hot, loadedandemployed? He sounds like a fictional character.”
“Helookslike one!” Grace exclaims. “He’s handsome but he’s also nice. He was in a long-term relationship and they just broke up, like, two months ago. He broke up with her.He said they had different ideas about the kind of future they wanted.She moved back to Kansas or somewhere, because she hates the city. He wants to live in New York. It’s always been his dream and he’s worked really hard to get here. He’s sort of serious and academic and he wears these nerdy little glasses that look so cute on him. He has a close-knit family upstate and he played hockey at Cornell. So he’s, like…I don’t know how to explain it, Luck. He’sperfect.”
“Wow. A hot hockey-player finance nerd. Hesoundsperfect.”
“I think he might be. And then he kissed me and one thing led to another. I knew we were taking things at warp speed but I figured why not? I might never get another opportunity like this again. So I went with it.”
“Holy shit, Grace. And it was…okay for you?”
“It was more than okay.” Grace leans her head back and closes her eyes again. But then she opens them and they’re wide with emotion. “I had the first three man-induced orgasms of my life and they werespectacular.”
“Three?” This makes me laugh a little, and that’s something, considering the day I’ve had. “Yay, Gracie. I’m so happy for you.”
“Thank you, Luck.”
“Are you going to see him again?”
“Yes. Tomorrow. He had to go to a company dinner tonight but we’re going to meet up again tomorrow night.”
“Wow,” I say again.
“So no matter how shitty your day or week or month has been, I have the solution.”
I laugh again. “A dating app? That would definitelynotsolve my problems. I’m thrilled for you, sweetie, but the last thing I need right now is a relationship.Ora fuck buddy.”
“Don’t knock it ’til you try it, girlfriend. Trust me, it lives up to the hype and then some.”
My stomach growls and I remember I haven’t eaten since breakfast. “Have you eaten? Let’s order in.”
