[ hE kNoWs WhAt InsTaGrAm Is, OkAy. (Where else would all his selfies with his horse go.)
So much for revisiting the memory lane of vintage playboy bunnies and bear skin rugs by the fire (and whatever else made sixteen year old Rhett Abbott's imagination run wild). (Spoilers: it didn't take much.) It's a solid fifteen minutes before his next text comes through: ]
you flirting with me, miss mildly insta famous?
𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬. - Post a comment