Except her.
Kate looked psyched. “So, listen, I heard this from the girls at the office. There’s a dating website that guarantees curvy women hookups with hot guys.”
“Here we go again.”
“No, really. They said it’s a phantom website—”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“It means that not everybody can just see it. If you’re meant to see it, you can find it. That is why they call it phantom.”
“Sounds like a scam to me.” Danielle waved off her best friend’s enthusiasm. “Would you stop pimping me around? I don’t need men.”
“That’s the problem. You won’t be able to forget Brian if you don’t hook up with another guy. In fact, I won’t stop. No, scratch that, I will make this my life mission to see you date some hot guy.” Kate sipped her coffee and winced from its bitterness. “They said in order to see this phantom dating site, you have to send a blank email to this website. Dangerous Curves. Dangerous Curves. Dangerous Curves. Three times. If they deem you worthy to get laid they’ll match you with some hot guy.”
“That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Yeah, but you’ve got nothing to lose, right? Now, give me your phone.”
“What? No.”
Too late. Kate snatched it from Danielle’s handbag. She giggled while she swiped the device and opened Danielle’s email.
Danielle sighed again. She gave up. When Kate had her mind on something, she would make it happen. Kate could be pushy at times, but Danielle couldn’t get mad at her. Kate always had her best interest a
t heart even when it came as intrusive.
“So, here we go.” Kate’s fingers danced on the screen. “Dangerous Curves. Three times.”
Danielle lifted a brow. “Just Dangerous Curves without any extension? No dot com or dot net or anything? How does that even work?”
“The instruction I heard was you type in just Dangerous Curves three times on the address field. They say if you are meant to see the website, you’ll be able to send your message.”
“This is the biggest bullshit I heard all evening.”
“Won’t hurt to try.”
“It won’t work. No email service will allow you to send a message without a proper extension.”
Kate pushed send anyway.
Danielle glanced at the screen. Wait, weird. Kate was able to send it. Bet it would bounce, she thought.
A few seconds after that, Danielle’s phone chimed, announcing a new message.
Danielle peeked. Instead of a notification of an undeliverable email, she got a message with Congratulations in the subject. Kate thumbed it open and scrolled down. They read the message together. It said that Danielle was the kind of woman Dangerous Curves was looking for.
“Oh my God. It works. It works!” Kate laughed with excitement.
“Let me see that. I don’t believe this.”
Kate dodged Danielle’s hand. She followed the link provided on the email and it opened to a fancy website. Designed in elegant red and gold color scheme, the site boasted their success stories by displaying testimonies from happy couples.
Kate widened her eyes at her. “Do you see these hotties? The guys who are being matched with the girls are extremely hunky. Ooh, check out this one, says he is a lion and a firefighter. They were matched last June and they are currently expecting their first cub.”
“What do they mean he’s a lion?” Danielle frowned.
“Maybe his horoscope, a Leo,” Kate offered.