Page 19 of Matchmaking With Cupid

"Jealous?" His lips quirked up into a smile.

"Curious," I corrected.

The greeter gestured to a table.

"Thank you," Cupid said, pulling out one of the chairs for me so I could take a seat.

I made myself comfortable as the greeter gave us both menus and disappeared to get our drinks. I looked over the page, looking at it, but not really reading. "What's good here?" I asked.

"Everything," Cupid responded.

I snorted. "I guessed that, but I have no idea what to have."

"It depends on what you like," he responded. "I normally get chicken or duck."

"Duck does sound good," I said. "I love duck, but I never have it. Too much hassle to cook it."

"Mmm, I know what you mean. Do you drink wine?"

"I do."

"Red? A Burgundy would go well with the duck."

"I'm going to defer to your better judgement," I admitted. "I drink wine, but I don't know much about it."

"Perhaps at some point, we could go to one of Dionysus' vineyards and try the wines there," he said.

I raised an eyebrow. "I thought the Greek gods were to be avoided?"

"They are, but I'll make an exception for Dionysus' wine," he joked, though there was a thread of seriousness to his tone.

"Good to know, I'll keep that in mind in the unlikely situation that I end up in a position of getting some of his wine."

"You think it's unlikely, but you work in the matchmaking department, you've met several gods in the past few months."

"And I'm sitting opposite one now, on a date."

"So you are." He flashed me a boyish smile that made him seem much younger than his years.

The waiter arrived to take our order. I hadn't spent as much time looking as I'd intended to, but the duck did sound delicious, so it was a good choice. And if we had the same, then there was no risk of garlic breath if we kissed.

The wine arrived and the waiter poured some into each of our glasses and left us to it.

"So, what's the expected topic of conversation with a god on a first date?" I asked.

Cupid shrugged. "Just normal first date stuff."

"Right, so I have no siblings, I work as a matchmaker, and I grew up not far from here," I rattled off. "I sound very dull now."

"You don't," he assured me. "So, matchmaking sounds interesting. I bet you have a great boss."

I laughed. "He's sweet. And cute, but in a hot way."

"I try my best. But seriously, what got you into matchmaking?"

"It's going to sound dumb, but I loved watching rom-coms as a teenager, especially the ones where someone is matchmaking other people. And then it turned out I was pretty good at maths.As soon as I realised the two were linked, I realised it was what I wanted to do."

"That's much better than my reason. I was told I was going to do it by other people."

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