“Well, I want to be that girl.” She paused and looked off into the distance, before giving her head a little shake and returning her gaze to Dominick. “I think. I’m not making any promises for forever, but I think weshouldtry.”
There was another silence before Dominickresponded.
He stuck his hand out across the table. “Hi, I’mDominick.”
Harmony felt the corners of her mouth curve into a smile as she extended her hand to meet his. “Harmony.”
“So…” he said, looking at the front register. “Come hereoften?”
She laughed and shook her head. “Nope.Firsttime.”
“Really?” He said the word slowly, an eyebrow cocking up in a verycuteway.
Harmony nodded solemnly. “But I’ve been told I’m a natural. Want me to see if I can whip you something up behindthebar?”
“You don’t thinkthey’dmind?”
She winked. “I’m feelingrebellious.”
This time, Dominick let Harmony make him a drink. He wanted something fancy, with white chocolate. When Harmony raised an eyebrow at him, he shrugged it off and said he wanted to try something other than his usual.You andmeboth.
She’d made it in record time, and hurried back to the table eager to get to know Dominick better. The two of them spent the next several hours talking about everything and anything, learning they had much more in common them they could have ever realized from thatfirstdate.
In fact, they were only pulled apart from their date when Harmony realized it was time for her shift. They reluctantly said their goodbyes—even managed a parting hug—and promised they’d do itagain.
Soon.
10
TWO WEEKSLATER:
Morgan satacross from Dominick and Harmony conducting their post-date interview. Even with the past few weeks going the way they had, she’d never guessed these two would make a perfect match. In fact, if she had to make a prediction of the two people least likely to hit it off, she would haveputthem.
It was a good thing she wasn’t the betting type, or she’d be inmajordebt.
The two sat close to one another, never letting contact break for longer than a few seconds. They were either holding hands, or Dominick had his arm around her shoulders, or Harmony was pushing back Dominick’s hair. Hair that was in no danger of getting intohiseyes.
It was adorable, really it was, but it also made her wonder where she went wrong. This wasn’t the only date she’d messed up, of course. And it wasn’t the only mismatched couple who’d found happiness despite going against her well-establishedformulas.
Morgan was thankful she’d thought to make post-date interviews a thing before everything got messed up. That way she could gain some insight into why things went the waystheydid.
She scribbled in her notebook—the one that held all of hersecrets.
“Okay, just one last question, and we can wrap this up.” Morgan looked up at the happy couple. “Would you use the Date Maker serviceagain?”
“Absolutely not,” Harmony answered. Dominick smiled and nodded enthusiasticallybesideher.
“But… I thought you two werehappy?”
They laughed, and this time Dominick answered. “We are. Which is why we don’t plan to use itagain.”
“We don’t need it anymore,” Harmonyadded.
Morgan took a deep breath and set her pen down on top of the notebook. She looked at Harmony with question in her eyes. “What I mean is would you use me again if something were to…” She bit herbottomlip.
“You mean if we broke up?” Dominick guessed and glanced over at Harmony before speaking again. “Shouldn’t you be happy we’re satisfied customers? Isn’t that the whole purpose behind the DateMaker?”
“But you weren’t supposed to be together!” Morgan argued. “You’ve literally been dating for two weeks. It doesn’t makesense.”
