probably some loser behind a computer screen that was trying to catfish me. He probably stole the pictures from some unsuspecting man on Facebook. I didn’t see why a man that looked like that would use a sugar daddy website. I’m sure that he didn’t have any problems finding a woman to give it up.
I sent him a message, “Nice try, why don’t you show me your real pics?’
I closed my eyes and waited for my train to get to my stop. I wasn’t about to get my hopes up over some fake. I’d seen enough of the show Catfish. I was home about 45 minutes later and I saw I had another message from Vince.
It said, “Send me your number and we can FaceTime, if you like.”
My senses went on high alert. I paced the floor a few times and wondered if I should go through with it. If he really turned out to be the same person, then he had to have some major issues, right? Why would a man that good-looking want to pay someone for their time?
I sat on the couch and waited. Five minutes later I felt like an idiot. Why was I waiting for him to call me? He was probably busy and he never specified when he was going to contact me. I went to my laptop and prepared to get started on my Women’s Studies homework. Right as I was about to begin, my FaceTime app alerted me. It was him!
I smoothed down my hair quickly and cursed myself for not reapplying my lip gloss. I licked my lips and answered his call.
And, he was a cutie!
He has short jet black hair, beautiful blue eyes, dimples and a five o’clock shadow. He looked so sexy. I was a little speechless. We sat there staring at each other for at least a full twenty seconds before we said anything.
“Wow.” he said in a breathless tone.
“Wow?” I asked.
“You’re stunning.”
I blushed, “Thank you, so are you. I mean, you’re handsome.”
He smiled and I melted. He had beautiful white teeth with elongated canines. I immediately thought of the vampire movies that I loved so much. He could bite me anytime he wanted.
“Thank you, babe.”
“You’re very welcome. So what are you doing on a site like that anyway?”
“I could ask you the same thing. Honestly, it was something that I did on a whim. When I saw you, I just had to reach out.”
“I’m glad that you did.”
“So what do you do?” He asked.
“I’m an accounting student. I work at a restaurant and I intern at an investment firm.”
“Whoa, you’re a busy woman. When do you sleep?”
“When I can.” I laughed.
“I know the feeling.”
“So what do you do?” I asked.
“The easiest way to explain it is that I buy companies.”
“Oh, so you’re the big fish, eating up all of the small fish?”
“Exactly.” he laughed.
“So how close are you to graduating?”
“I’ll be done next year.”
“Then what?”
“Then I’ll enter into a CPA program.”
“Wow, I’m impressed.
I was the one that was impressed. He was asking me a lot of questions about myself. That was rare. We spoke for the next few minutes and then we were interrupted by a knock on his door.
“I’m sorry. I’ll have to speak to you later. But let’s catch up tomorrow and arrange a time to see each other in person, if you’re interested.”
“I would like that.”
“Cool, it was very nice to meet you. I look forward to speaking with you tomorrow.”
“Same here, have a wonderful evening.”
“Goodnight.”
The interaction ended and I squealed like a school girl. He was the kind of guy that I could really see myself being with. He was rich, successful and seemingly normal. I probably wouldn’t have met him under any other circumstances, so maybe that site wasn’t so bad after all. I finally felt something that I hadn’t felt in a long time: butterflies.
“What are you screaming about?” Jessica said when she poked her head from her