Page 36 of For You & No One Else (Say Everything 3)

He set the phone down, went to his walk-in closet, and slipped on a pair of flannel pajama bottoms. Then he headed into his bedroom and stretched out on the bed, propping his pillows up behind him.

Beckham:All right I’m decent. You can look now.

Eliza:Good choice! I think those Star Wars footie pajamas really suit you.

He smiled and glanced down at his bare chest, highly tempted to snap a shot of what he was wearing. But that’d be crossing a line.

Beckham:Just garden-variety plaid. Sorry to disappoint. I save the Star Wars pj’s for Sundays.

When she didn’t respond, he sent another message.

Beckham:Any other fallout with the video?

Eliza:I think I’m in the clear. One client messaged me about it and I talked it through with her. She was fine after I explained. And I posted about my digital detox on all my channels this afternoon. People seem supportive. Thanks again for your help.

Beckham:No worries, u good otherwise?

Eliza:*sigh* Yes. This is just harder than I thought it’d be. I keep picking up this damn phone to check things but I deleted all the fun apps. It looks so empty. I think I just saw a tumbleweed roll across my screen.

Beckham:It’ll get easier. You’ll find other things to do to fill the time.

Eliza:This makes me wonder if that jerk was right about one thing. I’ve gotten boring. I don’t even have a hobby outside of work and my YouTube. I read, watch sappy old movies, and binge-watch the occasional TV show but that’s about it.

He frowned.

Beckham:That dipshit was right about nothing but if u want to find some hobbies, put that on your 6-month plan. I have no doubt you’ll have one outlined in detail, annotated with sticky notes, and organized in no time.

Eliza:I may have purchased a special notebook for such occasion

He shook his head in amusement. Of course she did. His thumbs moved quickly over the screen.

Beckham:There you go. Go try some new things, take some classes, join some clubs.

Eliza:Like your secret sex club?

Beckham:I didn’t invite you to THAT one. You have to know me longer to get that kind of invitation.

Well, damn.He’d hit Send before evaluating how flirty that sounded. He quickly typed something to offset it.

Beckham:Plus, you’d have to buy your own set of Star Wars footie pj’s to get into that one.

Eliza:Oh well. Mine are at the dry cleaners.

He chuckled. He needed to get his shit together. Eliza would be a fun friend to have if he could get his thoughts back into the PG-13 zone when he was around her.

Beckham:I could teach u how to send annoying computer viruses to bad dates. New hobby!!

Eliza:LOL ur evil

He sent the devil emoji.

Eliza:Don’t tempt me.

Heh. He could say the same to her.

Beckham:Confession—I did send Ry a phishing email this afternoon.

Beckham:He clicked.

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