Page 55 of Hearts and Hidden Secrets

Dylan

I round the corner in Gotham and fire off a ray of light at an ad technology dude in jeans and a black hoodie.

It lands right in the middle of his spine.

I double back and ambush a redheaded woman who runs a business consulting firm.

She curses admirably and crumples dramatically.

I deliver a punishing shot to a short, bearded guy who peddles enterprise software, and I’m nine for ten.

When the game ends, my breath comes fast from the running, and Mia shakes her head in admiration.

“You’re on fire today,” she says as we make our way out to turn in our weapons. “Glad I’m in town when you’re playing at the top of your game.”

I grumble something about needing the release.

“Sorry. Can’t hear you over your annoyed mood.”

“I’m not annoyed. Just…”

“Just what? Are you irked over the whole dating thing?”

“No. It’s just that…”

“Tell your friend Mia,” she says encouragingly.

“Why don’t you tell me about Patrick?”

She shakes her head. “How many times do I have to tell you there’s nothing to tell?”

“Really?”

“We’re only friends. That’s all.” She slashes a hand through the air to emphasize how only friends she is.

“I doubt it.”

“Anyway, how is our lovely matchmaker? Is Patrick’s sister finding you a fabulous lady to love?”

“She’s working on it,” I say, but the thing is, I like spending time with Evie more than I should.

More than I expected to. But I’m not sure if I should say that to Mia.

In fact, I should probably keep my lips zipped.

Evie and I aren’t in the cards. She’s not interested in a relationship, and I’m not interested in a crush that goes nowhere.

It’s best to reboot to business—the business of finding love.

“It’s going great,” I say, with my ridiculously happy disposition.

“She’s fun, isn’t she? Sharp, too. I like her,” Mia says, drumming her fingers against the counter as I turn in the weapons.

“Yeah. Me, too.”