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“I find that to be so odd. Normally, people want that special someone to grow old with. To share their lives with.”

“I get it. You’re in the business of helping people find their happily ever afters. But I’ve found mine. Everyone’s happily ever after is different. You’ve just never met anyone like me.”

Jane had never spoken truer words. She knew her worth and was perfectly fine living out the rest of her life in her own company. She had friends and family and a thriving small business she loved. What more could she want?

TWO

“Do you think you will be able to locate my mate?” Mason Phillips asked as he sat in front of the woman who ran The Paranormal Dating agency. Her services came highly recommended by several of his friends. Skepticism still rang loud in his own mind and heart, but only time would tell if this woman could do what she really claimed to be able to do.

“Absolutely. I’ve already located her. As a matter of fact, I know her personally. She’s one of my dearest friends.” Gerri smiled up at him.

Mason’s heart stopped when he heard those words. “She’s a friend of yours?” He couldn’t keep the surprise from his tone.

“She is indeed. But that also comes with its own unique challenges and issues,” Gerri said with an exaggerated sigh.

“What does that mean?” The fact that his mate was Gerri’s friend had to be a good thing. Right? She could make a call, introduce them, and boom … mate! Easier than he had ever imagined. They could wrap it up by morning if everything worked out as he expected.

“As far as your relationship, it means nothing that she’s my friend. But what I will tell you is that she’s not ready to be anyone’s anything.”

“Wait until she meets me. She will change her mind.” Mason motioned to his face and his body. “I look damn good, and I know it. Who wouldn’t want this? My mate will take one look at me and say yes to whatever I ask.” He was certain of his abilities with women.

Arrogant? A bit.

Cocky? Yes.

Confident? One hundred percent … fuck yes!

Mason knew what he brought to the table. He was strong, successful, good-looking, and he had a big dick. What woman wouldn’t want that?

Gerri rolled her eyes. “While I appreciate that you are a typical alpha male, I think a bit of humility would suit you well when it comes to your mate.”

“It’ll be fine. Just tell me who she is. I’d like to claim my mate as soon as possible. My man Giles can call her and set up the date. It will be perfect. And easy. Mark my words.”

Gerri arched an eyebrow, her eyes widening. “How quickly do you think your mate will fall into your arms and say yes? And are you really planning on having your butler be the first person to contact her? Really?” He could hear the skepticism in her voice. It was fine. He didn’t mind. She didn’t understand him or how the ladies reacted to him.

“Twenty-four hours.” His answer was quick and blunt. There was no need to make any further explanations. Again, he knew his own skills and abilities when it came to wooing women. He would woo the fuck out of his mate and show Gerri how the hell it was done.

She snorted. “Yeah, good luck with that.” She pushed a business card across her desk toward him.

“Jane Williams. Jane’s Sweets & Treats” He read the card and glanced at Gerri. “I don’t understand. I’m not in need of a baker.” What the hell? Why didn’t this infuriating woman just give him the information that he wanted and be done with it?

“I realize that, but it is what it is. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I have other engagements that I need to get ready for. Have a good day, Mr. Phillips.”

“Wait! What? Aren’t you going to finish your job and give me more information?” Mason jumped up from his seat.

“I’ve given you all you need. I will not interfere at all in what needs to occur naturally. Best of luck with your mate.”

Mason shook his head. “Seriously?”

Gerri stood and showed him to the door. “Seriously. Again, best of luck.”

When he stood there and looked at her as if she’d shifted into a giraffe, she gave him a light push on his back, sending him on his way.

“Seriously?” he asked again. This time to a closed door.

* * *

Gerri walked backto her desk and sighed. Mason Phillips was about to get a hard lesson in life and women. Especially if he thought that Jane was going to roll over and play good girl. She wasn’t sure his ego would survive Jane. She knew Jane better than Jane knew herself. What Gerri wouldn’t give to be a fly on the wall for their first interaction.

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