“Yeah, I’m going to need the link to that,” I say. “Why?” Zeke asks. “You guys going to fuck while you watch yourself on-screen?” “How narcissistic do you think I am?” No one answers, not even my own boyfriend. I point at him. “Tell them you’re on my side.” “Look, I would, but I’m worried that’s exactly where you were going with this.” My gaze strays back to the screen. “I do look really good.” Zeke hurries to close his laptop again as Chad bursts with laughter. “Let’s do this before Robbie gets his dick out.” Probably a fair call.
