Page 12 of Matchmaking With Cupid

"Your profile?" I checked, even though I knew what she was asking.

Eloise nodded and tore off some of her naan nervously.

"A little bit," I admitted. "Until I realised that it included information I shouldn't know unless you wanted to tell me."

"Oh. What was it?" She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Your preferences," I responded honestly.

"I didn't realise you'd have access to those." She fiddled with her fork. "Would it bother you?"

"Would what bother me?"

"Dating someone who was pan?"

Without meaning to, I laughed. "Sorry, I'm not laughing at you. It's more that I'm surprised you didn't look atmypreferences."

"I closed down your profile as soon as I saw it was you." From the way she said it, I had to assume there was a bit more to it, but I knew better than to pry.

"I'm bi," I said.

"You don't have to tell me."

"I know," I responded. "It isn't a secret, there are notes on my profile about who I can't be matched with because we're exes."

"I kind of want to know," she admitted. "Mostly because the drama of the gods is fascinating."

I chuckled. "Fair enough. There's Lupercus, he's another Roman god associated with fertility. He'd rather people focused on that part and not the fact that he's the shepherd's prayed to for their flocks rather than anything else."

She giggled, covering her mouth with her hand. "Sorry, just thinking about an ancient god trying to cover that up is amusing."

"It is a little," I agreed. "We were on and off for a few hundred years. Normally because that was what he wanted. I finally got fed up with it around the fourth century and moved on."

"Right, the fourth century, because you're casually just that old."

"About two thousand and fifty, give or take," I responded. "But you knew that."

"Kind of? I know you're a god, and that you've been around for a long time, but it's easy to forget that when talking to you." She finished off her bhuna and pushed the plate away.

I shrugged. "That's a good thing. I don't want it to be the only thing anyone can focus on. Anyway, there's also Prende, I don't know if you know her?"

"It doesn't sound familiar," she responded. "I've tried to read up on the gods, but it's hard when there are so many."

"I'd say impossible," I assured her. "I doubt I know all of them. Prende is an Albanian goddess, she spends most of her time in the god realm, so I doubt you'll have met her. We're on decent terms though. I've had a few other exes, but they weren't gods, so not really necessary to put in the system."

"Though I'm assuming there's also a block on you matching any of the Greek gods?"

I laughed and leaned in. "That obvious?"

"I've picked up on some tension," she admitted. "Anyone else?"

"There are a few other people I input when I realise that we clash on something," I said in order to give her a chance to escape the conversation. "And Psyche, though that one's not about me."

"That's the mortal woman Venus is supposed to have used you for revenge on?"

"You know your mythology." It was impressive.

"Reading up on you was the first thing I did when I found out you were going to be my boss. I read up on Aine and Min too. I know the lives of the gods are more complicated than that, but I thought it would give me a good place to start."

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