Page 55 of Undeniable

“You’re shitting me,” he said, buckling his seat belt.

“Nope.”

“Cujo, you are one crazy motherfucker.” He chuckled, and I wasn’t sure if he meant it as a compliment. “So…no more Katie?”

I shook my head. “Nah. That ended a while back. You’ve been out of the loop, man.”

“I guess so. So, tell me about this girl. What’s her name again?”

“Olivia Hayes,” I said.

He tapped something on his phone. “Shit. There’s at least five girls with that name on Insta.” He held up the screen to show me.

“Seriously?” I rolled my eyes, pushing his phone away so I wouldn’t see the images there. “Instagram is your go-to?”

“Yeah. It’s not yours? I get DMs on there all the time.”

I shook my head. “First of all, we don’t even know if she’s on Instagram.”

“Pretty much everyone in our generation is except you.” He gave me a meaningful look.

“It’s a security hazard.”

“That’s why you don’t use your real name or any identifying information.”

“So, images of you doing pull-ups don’t count?” I joked, knowing that Disco’s feed was just one big thirst trap.

He resumed scanning social media, and it wouldn’t have surprised me if he was looking for an LA hookup. I switched on my e-reader and turned my attention to my latest read. Or at least, I tried to. I stared at the words on the page without absorbing anything.

I was too damn excited. Too nervous. I kept trying to imagine what it would be like to finally meet Olivia. To see her in person. Would I recognize her?

I kept replaying what she’d told me about her appearance. Light brown hair that grazed her collarbone. Green eyes.

I could feel the adrenaline building, and I needed to do something to get it out. Sitting on a plane wasn’t helping.

“You don’t know how many hot women are on there, looking for guys like me.” Zeke tapped on his screen. “Ew. Too young.”

“Your latest DM?” I asked.

“No. One of the Olivias. But damn, this one is hot.” He held up his phone.

“Dude!” I pushed his phone away again. “Don’t make me break your phone.”

“You wouldn’t.” He scowled.

I leaned back in my seat, crossing my arms over my chest and letting him know I meant business. “You put it in my face again, and that’s exactly what’s going to happen.”

“God, the suspense would be killing me. I can’t believe you didn’t look her up. Weren’t you even tempted?”

I scoffed. “Of course I’m fucking tempted.” Hell, I’d almost caved and looked her up last night when I couldn’t sleep. But I didn’t. Wouldn’t.

“So…” Zeke gave me a pointed look. “Just do it. What’s the big deal? It’s not like she’s going to find out unless you tell her.”

“Even if she never found out, it would still be a violation of her trust.”

“But what if she’s hideous?” He pulled a face.

“Seriously, Disco?” I glared at him.

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