Page 87 of Living on the Edge

It actually kind of hurts my feelings.

But only kind of.

Because he’s right.

My heart is usually pretty impenetrable.

Usually.

Ryleigh is different.

A weird feeling washes over me, and as I gaze over at where Ryleigh’s getting a bottle of water: I’m falling in love with her.

Chapter26

Ryleigh

The numbersin front of me make me do a double-take and I rub my eyes.

I just woke up and am checking engagement on last night’s post about Angus.

It’s beyond my wildest dreams.

I’ve never had this kind of engagement, or this many likes.

“Angus, wake up!” I nudge his shoulder and he rolls over sleepily.

“What’s wrong?” he asks in a sleep-addled voice.

“Look at this!” I thrust my phone in front of his face and he winces.

“Babe.” He gently pushes the phone a few inches away and squints at it. “What am I looking at?”

“Look at the clicks—and the number of comments.”

It takes a few seconds for him to recognize what I’m talking about. Then his brows rise an inch or so.

“Is that… did you get half a million likes since last night?”

“Yup. It’s gone viral!” I sit up, my heart pounding. I don’t know what this could mean, but I’m excited. The most likes I ever got before was two hundred and seventy-four thousand. This is big.

“What do you do now?” Angus asks, sitting up.

“I want to put out another video, but I have to come up with a gimmick.” I’m scrolling through the comments.

How hot is Angus Jeffries?!

I’m going to need a cold shower now…

Damn, bro has Neil Peart vibes. Just with water.

Definitely need to see these guys live!

“The comments are pretty flattering,” I tell him.

“No one bringing up who my family is?”

“Not so far. In fact, one guy compared you to Neil Peart.”

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