Page 10 of Riptide

I reserve effort for those who prove they deserve it.

My mouth curves into a grin, leaning back against my headboard. Heisa snob.

Finn

So I have to earn my right to be flirted with?

Foxx

Maybe.

Finn

And how exactly do I prove myself worthy, Foxx?

There’s a pause before his next message pops up.

Foxx

Proper syntax. A basic grasp of logic. Low probability of sending me a picture of your dick in the next five messages.

I nearly choke on my tongue.

Finn

Damn. Just when I was about to hit send.

Foxx

A tragedy, truly.

My grin grows effortlessly.

Most of the hookups I’ve had the last year or so have been predictable. But this? The back-and-forth, the quick wit, the underlying bite in his messages, it’s keeping me on my toes already, and we’ve hardly said much.

I type another response.

Finn

So if I pass the no-unsolicited-dick-pic test, what’s next?

Foxx

Then I decide if you’re actually interesting and we’re compatible.

Finn

But what if I have a really pretty dick andthatwins you over?

Foxx

Guess you could ruin your chances early on…

Finn

Fine. My dick is away. What qualifies as interesting?

Foxx