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We could keep the secret for years if need be.
“Beckett, I’ve called you twice,” Iola scolded, breathing a little heavily as she reached our table. The poor lady had practically sprinted across the diner to ensure we didn’t get away.
“Sorry. I’ve got a lot going on with work.”
And with sucking my brother’s dick and letting him finger fuck me.
An illicit thrill went down my spine. Wes’s gaze latched on to me, intense, as if he knew exactly what had just gone through my mind.
“Well, love waits for no man.”
“Huh?”
“Beckett!” she exclaimed in exasperation. “I promised to find you a date as a thank-you for taking care of my lawn whenever your crew maintains Emily Rafferty’s place.”
“That’s really not necessary,” I said.
Iola waved my words away. “Matchmaking Mamas is just getting off the ground, but once I have your profile, it’ll be easier to match you. Now, then. Do you prefer blondes, brunettes, or redheads?”
“Iola—”
“Brunettes,” Wes said with a smirk, eyebrows wiggling at me. “Definitely.”
“Calista wasn’t a brunette,” Iola said. “Wasn’t she your girlfriend for a bit?”
“Doesn’t count,” Wes said. “Calista is everybody’s type.”
Iola tittered. “It does seem that way. All right, brunettes. Now, then, what do you value in a partner?”
“We should get back to work,” I hedged.
Iola turned to Wes expectantly, as if she already knew he’d provide the answer. Wes leaned forward, a mischievous spark in his eye. “Well, I know this one. He values honesty, trust, loyalty…”
“All important qualities,” Iola agreed.
“But he needs someone fun-spirited too. Beck gets in his head too much. He needs a little spontaneity in his life. He needs someone who can crack that shell of his.”
“Dear god,” I muttered.
Iola beamed. “This is perfect. Thank you, Wes! Shall I add a profile for you too? Plenty of women would be eager to snap you up.”
“What am I, chopped liver?” I complained.
“Oh, no, Beck, you’re lovely, dear,” Iola said. “I won’t have any trouble matching you with a date either.”
She looked back to Wes expectantly. He shook his head, less amused to be in the hot seat. “Thanks, Iola, but I’m good for now.”
“All right, well, maybe you’ll change your mind after you see Beckett happily matched up, hmm?” She smiled brightly. “Expect to hear from me within the week, dear.”
Wes looked suddenly taken aback. “That fast?”
“Matchmaking Mamas prides itself on making its clients a priority. We won’t rest until Beckett finds love!”
Wes cleared his throat. “Uh, we’re in the middle of a big park project. He might not have time…”
“Pfft. He’s got to have dinner sometime!” She turned her head. “Oh, there’s Anna Patterson! I need to go chat with her next. She’s signing up for matchmaking too. Soon I’ll have everyone in this town happily settled.”
Iola waved a hand at Anna, who looked as dismayed as I felt when Iola spotted me, and headed across the dining room.
