Page 63 of One Good Puck
“Sounds like I missed a riveting discussion about dating apps while we were in the ladies’ room,” she says.
“Just Camden being weirdly competitive with Ryker about how many DM sliders they each get on dating apps,” I say.
“Oh god, DM sliders. Fun.” Abby chuckles.
Dakota shakes her head. “A woman’s dating app DMs are where all the creeps flock to.” Abby nods her head in agreement.
Camden frowns like he’s confused. “Really?”
Ryker rolls his eyes. Sam tilts his head at him. Xander just laughs.
“Come on, dude,” Xander says to him. “You have to know that women on dating apps get flooded with DMs from creeps constantly.”
“I mean, yeah, I’ve heard about it. But is it really that many? And is it really all women?” Camden asks, his eyes wide.
“Every woman I know,” Dakota says.
Sophie nods. “All my female friends who have ever been on a dating app have gotten at least one creepy, unwanted DM from a guy.”
Camden shakes his head, a bewildered look on his face. “Wow, really?”
Abby chuckles again. “I forget how young and naive you are sometimes,” she says. She grabs her phone from the side pocket of the yoga pants she’s wearing and pulls up something on her screen. “Take a look.”
She hands Camden her phone.
“I haven’t been active on that app in a year, and I still get gross messages from guys.”
A protective feeling swoops through me at the thoughtof some weirdo sending Abby an unwanted suggestive message. Or dick pic.
Camden squints at the phone screen. A second later, he gasps, his expression horrified as he swipes his index finger along the screen.
“Holy…oh god…so many dicks…”
Everyone bursts out laughing. I grit my teeth.
“Told you,” Abby says.
He looks up at her, Sophie, and Dakota. “On behalf of all guys, I’m so, so sorry.”
Dakota pats his shoulder. “Thanks, Camden.”
He frowns at Abby’s phone screen. “Wait, this guy’s not a creep. He seems pretty nice from his message to you.”
Abby looks surprised. “Really?”
“Yeah,” Camden says, still looking at her phone screen. “He sounds really cool, actually.”
Ryker, who’s standing next to Camden, nudges his arm. “Quit snooping. Give her back her phone.”
Camden’s cheeks turn red, and he mutters, “Sorry.”
Abby just chuckles. She reads the message on her phone screen.
Dakota leans over and peers at the screen. “Aww! You should reply. He sounds sweet.”
Abby chuckles like she’s nervous. “Oh, I don’t know.”
A pang of jealousy lands at the center of my chest at the thought of Abby chatting with this guy.
