Junk Mail Author:Kendall Ryan It all started with a sexy selfie. — Texted to the wrong number. — Oops. — Not my finest moment?but I have nothing to be ashamed of. — She thought I was no better, and I quote, than the knuckle-dragging douche-bags she was never dating again. — It was a stupid dare from a girl I?d met online, but since she?d given me a fake number, I didn?t feel bad ... more »that my interests were suddenly focused elsewhere?on the fiery and sharp-tongued, Peyton that I found myself sparring with over text for the rest of the evening.
The following day, my case of mistaken identity came back to bite me in the banana.
When I strolled into the office, I was introduced to Peyton as the new client I needed to win over. The Peyton, in case you're not tracking.