Page 2 of Claws and Controllers

“But surely,” Letty interjected, “there’s more to a lasting relationship than just professional compatibility. What about their personal lives? Their interests outside of work?”

Gerri’s eyes twinkled with secretive knowledge. “Oh, you’d be surprised at how much they have in common. Did you know they both have a penchant for late-night anime marathons? Or that they both volunteer at the same youth coding program, albeit on different days?”

Mara and Letty exchanged surprised glances. “How do you know all this?” Mara asked, a note of suspicion in her voice.

Gerri tapped the side of her nose. “A good matchmaker never reveals her sources. Let’s just say I have my ways.”

“But what about their personalities?” Letty pressed. “Elliot can be so headstrong, so determined to prove herself.”

“And Zy’s not exactly known for his patience,” Mara added. “He expects perfection from everyone around him.”

Gerri nodded, acknowledging their concerns. “True, true. But consider this: who better to understand the drive to succeed than someone who shares it? Who better to appreciate the pressure of expectations than someone who’s lived under them their whole life?”

She leaned back in her chair, her expression turning thoughtful. “You know, in all my years of matchmaking, I’ve learned one very important lesson: the strongest relationshipsaren’t built on similarities alone. They’re forged in the fire of complementary strengths and shared challenges.”

“What do you mean?” Letty asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

Gerri’s eyes lit up with enthusiasm. “Think of it like this: Elliot’s creativity and innovative spirit could be the perfect balance to Zy’s strategic mind and business acumen. His experience in the industry could help her navigate the pitfalls she’s still learning to avoid. And her fresh perspective could breathe new life into his more traditional approaches.”

“And their competitive natures?” Mara inquired, still sounding doubtful.

“Ah, that’s where the magic happens,” Gerri replied with a sly grin. “Imagine the sparks that will fly when they first clash. The tension, the challenge, the thrill of finding an equal. And then, as they begin to recognize the value in each other, that competition could evolve into the most exhilarating partnership.”

Letty’s expression softened, a glimmer of hope shining in her eyes. “When you put it that way, it does sound rather exciting.”

“But how can you be so sure?” Mara pressed, ever the pragmatist. “What if their rivalry overshadows any potential for romance?”

Gerri’s smile turned mysterious. “Let’s just say I have a feeling about this one. A very strong feeling. The kind that’s never steered me wrong before.”

Before Mara or Letty could respond, a commotion from across the room drew their attention. Several women had gathered around, their eyes fixed on Gerri with a mixture of curiosity and hope.

“Gerri, darling,” called out a statuesque blonde in a designer suit, “is it true you’re taking on new clients? I simply must book a consultation for my Harold. He’s such a catch, but he can’t seem to find the right woman.”

A petite brunette chimed in, “Oh, yes! And my Stephanie could use your expertise as well. She’s been so focused on her career, the poor dear.”

Gerri held up a hand, her expression amused but firm. “Ladies, ladies. All in good time. Every match requires careful consideration and planning. You can’t rush perfection, after all.”

The women nodded eagerly, already jockeying for position to be next in line for Gerri’s magical matchmaking touch.

Turning back to Mara and Letty, Gerri’s expression softened. “As for your two,” she said, her voice low and filled with promise, “I have a feeling we won’t have to wait long to see sparks fly. Keep your eyes peeled at that convention. You might just witness the beginning of something extraordinary.”

“Excuse me, Gerri…” one of the other ladies interrupted and started asking questions, but Gerri still eavesdropped on Mara and Letty’s conversation.

“Do you really think it’s possible?” Letty asked softly, turning to Mara. “Our children, finding happiness together?”

Mara’s gaze was distant, focused on the spectacular view of Central Park beyond the windows. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “But if anyone could make it happen, it’s Gerri.”

Letty nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “She certainly has a way about her. It’s almost... magical.”

“Indeed,” Mara agreed, her tone thoughtful. “Though I can’t help but wonder what other surprises she might have up her sleeve.”

Gerri’s gaze met Mara’s and Letty’s for a brief moment, and she gave them a playful wink.

Letty chuckled softly. “I suppose we’ll just have to wait and see. But one thing’s for certain...”

“What’s that?” Mara asked, tearing her gaze away from Gerri’s antics.

Letty’s smile widened, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Life’s certainly never dull when Gerri Wilder’s involved.”

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