Page 67 of Hearts and Hidden Secrets

Mia

At a bar in Midtown called Speakeasy, Mia nursed a Purple Snow Globe as she waited for Olivia, her mind wandering to her friend Dylan and the new woman in his life. Evie was a fun, smart, lovely lady. Evie also happened to have a brother, who Mia had grown quite fond of.

An image of Patrick flashed before her eyes—tall, broad, strong, and with a smile she couldn’t look away from. From the first time she’d met him at her brother Max’s apartment, she’d found him devilishly attractive. She craved him so much. More than he could know. But there were hurdles.

But there had been hurdles for Dylan and Evie, and they were on the path to crossing them. Mia had high hopes for the two of them.

After all, that was why she and Olivia were meeting tonight, once again. At last, they could celebrate their efforts.

When Olivia arrived, she did a little victory dance, hands in the air, hips shaking, brown hair shimmering. Mia joined her, then they smacked palms.

“We did it,” Olivia said.

Mia raised her glass. “We are awesome matchmakers.”

“Sometimes people don’t know what’s in front of them until their friends push them together.”

“It’s a good thing they both have such great friends.”