Page 18 of Only One I Ever Wanted

I pulled my own phone out of my back pocket, my mouth dropping open. “Oh, shit. You went viral.”

“Viral?Me?”

I laughed as I watched the views quickly tick higher and higher. Reshares flooded my notifications. I’d posted it on two different social media apps, and both were going crazy.

Which was almost unheard of.

Then again, people were tired of the usual influencers selling stuff.

Sully wasn’t selling anything other than skin and a hot guy doing his job.

And it was working.

“I’ll have you know half our graduating class is texting me or answering this video. Along with so many other people. Can you even put that on a video?” He turned his phone around.

“He can plumb my depths. Does the hose come when I hire you? When I hire you, can I request shirtless like this job?” I laughed out loud. “Oh, Sully, that’s tame.”

“He can wring me out like that rag in his pocket,” he said when he turned around his phone. “I can’t even say that one.” His cheeks turned ruddy.

I skimmed through a few of the comments and even my eyebrows shot up to my hairline. “There are some thirsty people watching this video. Almost a million of them.”

“What?” His voice boomed.

“You should probably check your work orders. There might be a few waiting for you.”

He frowned. “Why would there be?”

“Oh, you sweet summer child. Don’t you know how the internet works?”

“Obviously not.” His thumbs flew over the screen and his gaze shot to meet mine. “Well, hell.”

“Got a few?” He flashed me the screen and I shoved my phone into my pocket, grabbing his. “Does that say thirty?”

“It does.”

“Think you might need to call in those brothers of yours.”

He scratched the back of his head. “I think you’re right. Might have to take a raincheck on that dinner.”

“My door’s always open. And maybe I need to go on a few jobs with you. Beef up those videos for you.”

“Dear God.”

“Gotta capitalize on your viral moment, Sully. Helps that you have hot brothers, as well. At least they were the last time I saw them.”

His gaze darkened. “You think they’re hot?”

“I remember Ripley being quite delicious.” I tried to hide the smile, but my lips wouldn’t cooperate.

“Watch it, Baker.”

I handed him back his phone. “Oh, I am. And so is most of Indigo Valley.”

Chapter7

Sullivan

I didn’t knowwhat to say to that.

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