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DATE TO MATE

MATCH FOUND

Below that is the female’s information.

Name: Hadley Smith

Occupation: Ice Cream Shop Owner

Residing in: Maverick Point

Next, her photo pops up.

And fuck, she’s pretty.

Really pretty.

Curly chestnut colored hair.

Velvety brown eyes.

A pouty lower lip.

And she’s—she’s soft.

Rounded. Curvy.

Exactly the kind of woman I’m attracted to.

My Tiger immediately wakes up.

Mine.

I scowl at the phone.

“Nope.”

Mine.

“Shut up.”

“Are you talking to yourself, bro? Reg is practically vibrating with excitement.

“Fuck you, Reg,” I snarl.

“Come on, Rob. Just click on the damn thing and download the app,” Reg says.

“No, I’m not doing magical dating.”

“It’s not dating,” Reg says smugly. “It’s fate.”

I scoff.

“There’s no harm in meeting the lady, is there?” Uncle Uzzi asks.

“Unless, of course, my big bro is chicken,” Reg taunts.

And that’s it.