Your Dimension Or Mine?

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Book: Read Your Dimension Or Mine? for Free Online
Authors: Cynthia Kimball
Tags: romance,fantasy,paranormal,suspense
the profile ended up looking amazing anyway. “Yeah, I filled out everything I could find. The profile looks great. They even made my picture look fantastic.”
    When the waiter came to take their orders, Ari took a deep breath and tried to figure a way out of this conversation. It was not going well. As soon as the waiter left, Jane turned on her again.
    “Well, you need to take the upper hand, Arwen. Go surf some profiles, contact these men. If the right ones aren’t contacting you, go find them.”
    The feeling of being cornered overcame her and without realizing she was doing it, she reached down and stroked her anklet underneath her pants’ leg.
    Oh, please something stop Jane .
    The lights flickered on and off three times, and then to Ari and Cory’s surprise, Jane changed the subject and did not bring it up the rest of dinner.
    As she headed home, Ari groaned at how stiff she was. “I guess I was a bit stressed.” She had assumed at some point, Jane would bring up dating again, but she hadn’t, which was really strange and very un-Jane like. After parking her car, she got out and headed toward her front door, glad the weekend had arrived.

Chapter Four - First Contact
    After turning on her computer the moment she walked in the door, Ari set about fixing herself a drink. Of course she had three margaritas during dinner, so she really should not push it, but it was a Friday night, so what would it matter?
    Heading back to her computer, she brought up her email account. “Seventy-five?” she snorted, placing her drink down. “Guys must use the weekends to…” It occurred to her they must be bored and home on a Friday night as well. “How sad. We are all in the same boat.”
    She sipped her drink as the incoming mail separated itself into the folders, her eyes flashing to the IDS folder every few seconds. So far, no new emails. Shrugging, but not really understanding why she was not garnering the interest from there as she had from the other two sites, she started opening up emails. When she deleted all of them, she went to delete trash, surprised to find only seventy-two emails there. Looking back at her folders, her heart went bu-bump rather loudly. There were three emails in the IDS folder.
    As she moved the mouse toward that folder, she was surprised to find her hand shaking. “Well, that is weird.” But then again, maybe not. She was more excited about emails from this particular dating service for some reason. It just seemed more like her. Closing her eyes for a moment, she took a deep breath. Then, after opening them, she clicked on the folder.
    Her eyes flitted over the subject lines.
    You have mail from CunninglyStupid
    You have mail from AttractivelyAgile
    You have mail from DerangedLegophile
    Snickering at the user names, she opened the first one. She had to see what CunninglyStupid had to say.
    Well, I must say, your profile was quite refreshing. So unlike what most females post online. We seem to have many of the same interests. I, also, enjoy reading, running, and trying out new food.
    Do you enjoy Corofus?
    She blinked. Corofus? What is Corofus? Before checking out his profile, she went on to the message by AttractivelyAgile.
    BeautifullyCorruptible,
    What a lovely username. One I would love to hear more about. I am a relatively attractive man in the prime of his life looking for a partner for laughter, fun, and travel as well as lots and lots of sex.
    Interested? I am unfamiliar with your quadrant. Can you jump dimensions easily?
    Snorting, she took a gulp of her drink. Well, you couldn’t say he wasn’t blunt about his interests. And another comment about her quadrant. What did people think about the southwest anyway? It wasn’t like she was in some unknown country. She glanced once again at the name he had called her. Why would he call her that? Her username was Arwen1984.
    Sighing, she went on to the last one, DerangedLegophile. Did that mean he loved legos?
    It is a pleasure to meet

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