I was getting ready for a night out when I spotted a “hey girlie” text from an unknown number flash across my screen.
“I’m Danny’s girlfriend and I saw some messages from you on his phone. I was wondering if you could help me?”
My eyes widened as I read the word “girlfriend.” I’ve never opened a message faster.
Danny (not his real name) and I had been embroiled in a sexting situationship after matching on Hinge. It was just a bit of fun during a particularly busy work period that hadn’t left much time for in-person dates. But thinking about the nature of our chats, I feared what messages this poor woman had stumbled across.
I tapped the unfamiliar number and hit call, a wave of nervousness coming over me.
“I am so sorry, I had no idea he had a girlfriend,” I blurted out seconds into the call.
“Don’t worry, I know. You’re actually one of …