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June is only looking to get laid. Aramis is ready to settle down. After a disastrous speed dating event where neither found a match, can an impromptu breakfast meeting change that?

Find out in Matched by Sheri L Williams

Contents

1. Chapter 1

2. Chapter 2

3. Chapter 3

4. Chapter 4

5. Chapter 5

6. Chapter 6

7. Chapter 7

About the Author

Chapter 1

Thur, Feb 14th 6:34 pm

“Welcome to Meet Your Match! I’m Mia and I'll be your MC for the evening!” June watched her best friend work the crowd from her spot on the small stage at the back of the club. She sipped on her margarita and scoped out the crowd before she gave Mia her full attention.

“This is our third annual Valentine’s Day speed dating event and, according to the numbers, this event offers a great chance to meet your forever match. Now, don’t forget to be honest and open and of course, have fun!”

Yeah right, June thought. She hadn’t even wanted to be there for the speed dating mess, but she’d given in when Mia had told her point blank that she needed to get laid. As much as June wanted to argue with Mia, she couldn’t. It was a sad fact of life that June's job kept her so busy that finding time to meet a man just wasn't in the cards.

‘At the very least you can find a guy to clear the cobwebs in your vag, June.’ Mia’s words ran in a loop through June’s head as she scanned the men who littered the reception area. All the ladies sat at tables with a pink sparkly number in front of them and, according to Mia, every five minutes a new man would sit at her table and try to win her over.

As far as June could see, the only upside was that her sparkly number was 15, her college number. That number had dominated her life for four years and, even now, it still meant a lot to her. She made a mental note to thank Mia for the consideration.

June finished her margarita right as the first man sat at her table. For all that people say you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, June immediately knew that this man was not for her.

“Hi, I’m Darren. I’m thirty-five and work in tech. It’s nice to meet you number fifteen.”

Ugh, tech, she thought to herself before she pasted a smile on her face. “Hi Darren! I’m June. I’m thirty-one and I coach hockey.” He nodded but didn’t say anything else. “Are you into sports at all?”

“Ah, no. I make video games, so I spend most of my time indoors.”

“Oh cool. What type of video games?” Not really her thing at all, but she didn’t want to spend the rest of their time in silence.

“First person shooters, like Call of Duty or Doom. I design the backgrounds,” he told her, his face lit up.

“That’s cool. I never really got into gaming, but some of my team back in college used to have a laptop they took on roadies to kill time.”

“So you played too?” he asked. She did her best not to glare, but who would coach if you didn’t love enough to play?

“Since I could walk, I could skate. My mom is a figure skating coach but I fell in love with hockey at six and never looked back.”

“It’s cool that you’re so passionate about it.” He leaned forward, interest finally showing, but she knew he wasn’t for her. The ring of the bell was heaven sent. “Well have a good night, June.”

“Same to you, Darren.” As soon as he’d left her line of sight, she crossed out his number on her sheet.

While she waited for her next tablemate, June caught a glimpse of a graying gentleman in a blue button down that piqued her interest, but she lost sight of him as quickly as she’d found him.

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