Chapter 6
Edward
"She dumped me," Emmett blurts out for a thousandth time. "She`s just gone. Poof and gone," he adds a gesture of bursting with his hands for effect and grabs his beer can yet again.
My best buddy was unceremoniously broken up with right after Christmas, so at the moment he`s nursing his bruised heart and ego in my apartment third day in a row.
"Maybe it`s the red hair?" He asks me drunkenly.
I open my mouth to comment on how stupid it sounds, but seeing Emmett`s state I know he has no idea what he`s saying, so I shake my head and smile under my nose instead.
"I knew I should have gone for a blond, you know," he continues. "Next time I`m going for a blond, blonds are good and honest. Will you be my wingman?" He blurs in the end, before passing out on my couch.
Emmett looks like a muscly bear, but inside he`s a child`s teddy and the break up is eating away at him. Not cool, Kate Norton, not cool.
I wonder what he`d say if I told him I was filling out an online dating profile. No picture though and no specific details. No way am I plastering my face up there.
My finger presses the "complete" button and I decide that`s enough for tonight. Instead of logging out though I accidentally click on "new profiles" and a couple female faces pop up on my screen. I scan the women`s smiles and pouts and notice a black furry face with huge green eyes staring at me from one of the photos. Without reading the rest of the info, I type in "Nice pussy. Yours?", hit send and panic immediately after I realize the double meaning of my words.