When Piccola Smith is introduced to the alluring Blake Camdem who’s the best man at her best friend’s wedding, she knows right away that he is trouble. He doesn’t rub off her the wrong way, no. He intoxicates her. Infiltrates her senses, and makes her want to sin, so all she has to do is avoid him forever. Right?
Blake Camdem has finally found a way to get through to Piccola, and that’s through her gar videos. He knows she’s trying to keep her distance from him, so pretending to be soone else while trying to make her fall in love with him can’t be too bad. Right?
This is a transactional love story.
Disclair: This is a totally different story from Finders Keepers, but the nas of the main characters on Finders Keepers are maintained.
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1: Piccola.
I know he’s following because his eyes have been tracking all night. I’m not used to so much attention from n. Well, in person at least. Tonight is different, though, because I’m dressed up for my best friend’s wedding. We spent all afternoon getting ready for this, and I’ve never been so pampered in my life.
Parker went and landed herself a good one, and he’s not only sweet with her, but the man is beyond loaded too. I can’t even wrap my mind around this kind of wealth. I almost passed out when we went wedding dress shopping. Is it even shopping if everything is brought to your own ho? Because that’s what Parker and I sat through. Dresses that were too expensive to ever sit on a rack in a store for anyone to try on. They were all one of a kind. This wedding was no freaking joke.
I’d always thought Parker ca from money because she’d gone to a fancy boarding school growing up and her father took care of everything for her. At first I’d been in awe of it and a bit jealous. I was sure she was going to be stuck up, but she’d been far from it.
In fact, Parker is the sweetest person I’ve ever t. So much so that I always worried over soone trying to take advantage of her, and it made protective. In all her father’s control, he’d made her a bit naïve in a lot of ways.
It didn’t take long to see everything her father did for her was all about control, and he’d done a real number on her ntally. I guess parents aren’t all they’re cracked up to be, but I should know that better than anyone. My whole life all I wanted was parents, but maybe I lucked out to a degree.
Parker’s father might have had so money, but it’s nothing compared to the man she married or the people at this wedding reception. Everyone here is so shiny and perfect, but I’m sure it’s all a show. The sa as Parker’s father put on to hide who he really was.
I wasn’t sure how I was going to feel about Samuel once Parker told how they t. After all, it’s not how most love stories start. I’d given my best friend the idea to order a sex toy because she’d never had an orgasm. Sohow she ended up mailing it to her new office where she’d been starting an internship that her father pushed her into. The package landed right into the boss’s hands, and he’d personally delivered it back to her.
I still can’t believe their story, but here we are months later, and she’s not only married but knocked up too. It’s not surprising that Parker got Samuel to fall madly in love with her so quickly. She’s easy to love. I wish the sa could be said about . I’ve never been lucky in love. With each new foster I was sent to, I’d wonder if maybe this family would fall in love with and want to stay. I’d seen it happen to so many others but never to .
Unable to help myself, I peek over my shoulder at Blake. His eyes are on my ass now but a pretty blonde has stepped in front of him and is chatting away. His eyes suddenly lift and catch mine, but I quickly jerk my head back around, making it super obvious I was staring at him.
I really have no moves when it cos to n. It’s probably because I spend all my extra ti, when I’m not in classes or studying, playing video gas. If I don’t have to leave my dorm room, I won’t.
Since Parker moved out, I’ve been flying solo, and it’s the first ti I’ve had a space all to myself. I was sure I was going to enjoy it, but it’s turning out to be a lot lonelier than I thought. Even with how much ti I spend chatting away to random people online, it can be isolating. Never did I think playing video gas while speaking into a mic and telling people what I was doing in the ga would make money. I’d been oh so wrong.
n are strange creatures. They co to watch play and even ask questions while still spouting off that the only reason I have the following I do is because I have tits. Which may be true, but when I play, I’m always in a shirt or more often a hoodie. Lately I’ve had sponsors ask to wear their logos, and I stuff my hair into a branded hat to maximize exposure. There’s nothing remotely sexy about it. When I’m dressed that way on campus, no one gives a second glance. After today, though, it does make wonder what I could make if I sexed it up a bit.
Not that I could do that on my channel. I would never chance getting hit with a ban, but also who knows what might happen with my sponsors? They could end up pulling out because they’re not okay with the sudden change. They aren’t giant, but they keep from having to get another job.
It’s nice to be able to make my own hours, but I worry that if I went in that direction, it could kill my chances of ever being taken seriously in the gar world. It’s a dream of mine to one day release a ga I’ve been slowly building over the last year. Would that kill any chance of that? Who am I kidding? Having a vagina might have killed that already. It’s why so girls create usernas that sound like guys. Blake is a sexy na.
I go to steal another peek, wanting to know if the blonde lured him away, and I realize I’m jealous. It’s not an unfamiliar feeling because most of my life I’ve spent wanting things everyone else around had. But feeling this over a man is very new to .
When I turn my head, I gasp and then start to stumble back a step. I realize too late that Blake is right behind . He’s so close I’m not sure how I hadn’t felt him catch up.
"I was starting to think you’re running from ," he says, and he’s not wrong.
I’ve been dodging his handso ass since I laid eyes on him. The rush of feelings that swept over scared the crap out of , and it’s been no easy feat trying to hide. He’s the best man and I’m the maid of honor, but sohow I’ve managed to avoid him until now. Thankfully I don’t think there’s much left of the wedding before I can slip out of here. They’ve got to cut the cake and toss so flowers, then I’m gone.
"I’m not running from anything." I tilt my chin all the way up to et his eyes.
"You’re a terrible liar."
"Am not," I blurt out, and he throws his head back and laughs. That sound is rich and sexy as hell, and I never realized a laugh could be a turn-on.
This man is dangerous, and it doesn’t help that he’s friends with Samuel. It probably ans he’s a good guy, and he’ll break my heart in the sweetest of ways when we don’t work out for one reason or another. People always break your heart—even my sweet Parker chipped at mine a little when it was ti for her to go.
"Then if you’re not running, dance with ." He offers his hand, and I stare down at it for a long mont. Oh shit.
"It’s now ti to cut the cake," the wedding planner announces, saving my ass.
"Sorry, that’s my cue," I say before I turn and take off once again.
When I look back, Blake is smiling as he watches make my quicky escape to the other side of the ballroom. Another blonde, in a red dress this ti, tries to snag his attention, but he steps around her, his eyes never leaving as he continues to chase.
Damn, that’s hot too.
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