One surefire way to ensure I never looked at your shit was to straight up ask me to in the middle of a conversation that was supposed to be about something else. “Will you excuse me?” I said, brushing past her. I used the name Alexa to humor myself because it reminded me of the talking app. These conversations always ended the same way, with a request for a favor. “So anyway, anytime you want to see my demo, I’d love to get your thoughts…” That’s when I began to tune her out.Īll I could think about was how good it was going to feel to hit the sheets later and pass out alone in my bed-not with said blonde.

This blonde had been doing a pretty good job at looking like she was interested in me, and then she had to go and stick in a story about her recent audition on the Warner Brothers lot. I was a master at pretending to give a shit during conversations with fake people. So I took a chance.Īnd that was when our love story really began. I had accepted things would have to stay the way they were-until the day I found a clue that led me straight to her. If anything, it allowed us to open up even more in ways we may not have otherwise.Įden was funny, intelligent, gorgeous-everything I’d ever wanted in a woman. Anonymity had no effect on our unstoppable chemistry, though. At first, we knew nothing about each other’s real identities…and she was adamant that we keep things that way. From the first time we connected online, I found myself transfixed. Her real name was Eden, I’d soon come to find out.

Logging in at night and talking to her was my escape-my sanctuary. I was “ScreenGod” and she was “Montana,” but of course, those weren’t our actual names, just the virtual cloaks we hid behind. I had accepted things would have to stay the way they were-until the day I found a clue that led me straight to her.Īnd that was when our love story really began.From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new, sexy standalone novel. Her real name was Eden, I’d soon come to find out.įrom the first time we connected online, I found myself transfixed.Īt first, we knew nothing about each other’s real identities…and she was adamant that we keep things that way. From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.

Love Online by Penelope Ward