“So spill,” Felicia said. “Usually you'd be giving us your guy’s life bio by now. Why so close mouthed?”
Charlotte pursed her lips. “He comes from old money, and he's publicity shy. Like no social media or anything. He had a fit when I posted a picture of his feet on Instagram today.”
Felicia and Hamlet sat down their drinks and snatched up their phones.
Charlotte sighed. Caro laughed.
“You didn't tag him or anything,” Felicia said, sounding disappointed. “Nice feet though. I can't tell you how many guys I've dated who think pedicures are just for girls.”
Charlotte shuddered. “He doesn't have that problem. I don't know if I'm supposed to announce anything yet. Let me text him and see what he says.”
are you still mad at me for posting that picture
What do you think? Fine, I've calmed down some. But we're going to discuss this further.
Its not like I put it on my OnlyFans
What the fuck is only fans?
Charlotte cringed and left the message on read.
Three minutes later her phone rang.
“Answer it,” Caro said. “It’ll go worse for you if you don't.”
Knowing she was about to get an earful, Charlotte connected the call. “Brahnt, yes?”
“You have an OnlyFans?” Brahnt growled. “And it's still active?”
“I thought you didn't know what OnlyFans was.”
“I have the fucking internet, Charlotte. I'm making an account now, and by the Allmother, depending on what I see there. . .”
Charlotte, thinking herself rather brave, stayed on the line as Brahnt went silent. There were several keystrokes, then long moments of silence while the Orc probably was looking at Charlotte's account.
That lasted for sixty seconds. She couldn’t take it anymore. “It’s not so bad, is it?”
“Come home, Charlotte.”
Brahnt disconnected.
Shit.
Charlotte pursed her lips, then texted:
Anyway, I was texting you to find out what you want me to not tell my people about us. My friends are asking who the baby daddy is. Am I still your hot, dirty little secret? Because I don't mind, but I need to know what to tell people
Tell them you're engaged and your husband will break the neck of anyone who touches you
right, a bit much. But not your name or anything?
No.
are u ashamed of me
No. But my parents don't know yet and we need to tell them first. Plus you need to be introduced to the female’s circle.
Why? I mean why haven't you told them yet