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Boing... Boing... Boing...My eyes shoot open, and I’m grateful he can’t see my face.
“Wait. What was that?” He sits up, pressing himself closer to the screen as if it will make him hear clearer or something.
I ignore his question and pick up the phone to view the message. It’s a clip of a woman cutting a dog cake in front of her dog, scaring it half to death. I snort. “I’ve seen that one before. It really is funny.”
“No, ma’am, don’t you try and skip over my question. What was that tone? Boing… Boing... Boing…” He shakes his body left to right in tune with the animated reenactment of my ringtone.
“I don’t know what you’re referring to.” I sit back, folding one arm over my chest and picking up my drink with the other.
“Is that my ringtone?” He roars with laughter. “It is, isn’t it?”
I lower my head, pressing the glass to my forehead to conceal myself from the embarrassment.
“This is fucking gold.”
I see him shuffling around from the corner of my eye.
Boing… Boing… Boing… Boing... Boing… Boing!
“Seriously?” I screech while trying not to laugh when he sends two additional text messages.
“That’s what I’m asking you.” He belts out another throaty chuckle. “What does that even mean?”
I refuse to answer and instead finish off my wine.
“Come on, sweets. You’ve got to tell me.”
He smiles, and I huff.
“You remember the cartoons we use to watch growing up. The ones where the male characters eyes would pop out of their heads and make that sound when the female characters stroll by?”
Kade lets out one big roar and hunches over, grabbing his stomach. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little embarrassed; he’s now seen the full extent of my awkwardness. But I must admit, this is pretty funny. It is the reason I picked the damn tone in the first place. I just never expected the man to hear it.
“So is that what I do to you? Cause your eyes to pop out of their sockets? Shit, excuse my boldness, but the picture from the other day and now seeing you live on FaceTime, I need to make that my theme song for you.”
“I’m changing it.” I chuckle, picking up my phone.
“No, don’t. I like it, it’s cute.” He smiles and plays with his beard.
“You’re just going to stare?” I flirt.
“I like what I’m looking at, so yeah—I am.”
“I like what I’m seeing also.” I blush.
“This was fun.”
“It really was. I’ve never had a blind virtual date before,” I say matter-of-factly.
“We need to make the next one a live date.” He leans into the camera. “It drives me crazy that you won’t let me see your face.”
I sigh. “I know, I’m challenging. It’s just... I like you a lot, and I guess I’m nervous.”
“Of what?”
“We won’t live up to each other’s expectations, or we could possibly change our connection or lose it altogether. There’s not much we can control in the world.”
“Does that mean you’re more comfortable with us now?”
