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Sinking into the back seat of the silver SUV with Orson at the wheel and soft music coming through the speakers, Bruno inserted his phone’s earpiece and dialed Marissa’s number, ready to give her the review of his time with Casey.
“Hello, Bruno.”
Right away, like the night before, frustration oozed from his body. Somehow she soothed the irritation from his unpleasant experience with Casey, and a smile touched his lips. Something about her voice was so… calming.
“You know what I was thinking? You haven’t called me Mr. Santana in a while. You’ve officially done away with the formality.” He kept his voice low so Orson couldn’t overhear the conversation.
“I learn to adapt to all my clients’ personal preferences.”
“The mark of a good matchmaker, I’m sure.”
“Of course. One of the best in the business.”
He smiled. She was such a smart ass.
“Where are you?” Bruno asked, watching the buildings go by.
“At home. I went down the street to pick up dinner, and I’ll be sinking my teeth into a delicious cheeseburger and fries very soon.”
“Don’t tell me you bought fast food.”
“What can I say, I was craving a burger,” Marissa said.
“Marissa, I’m a chef with several restaurants in town. Now that we’re a team, you have an open invitation to visit any of them to enjoy a free meal.”
“I had no idea that was an option.”
“Now you do, I hope you’ll take advantage of the offer.”
“You say that now, but you might regret making such an offer to me,” she warned.
“Why?”
“You’ve never seen me eat. I’m a foodie. I have quite an appetite.”
The last word made his dick jump. “I would love to see what kind of appetite you have.”
“Maybe one day,” she said, completely unaware of the direction his mind had gone in. “Now, tell me about your date with Casey.”
With reluctance, Bruno shifted his attention. “I’m on my way home right now. She and I parted ways about fifteen minutes ago. The date did not go well.”
“What happened?”
She sounded disappointed, and he was almost sorry that he was disappointing her. Then he decided he wanted to see her face and all her reactions when he gave the summary.
“I’m hanging up. I’m about to call you on video.”
“What? No. Why?” she sounded panicked.
“Answer the phone.”
“Bruno—”
He hung up and redialed. The phone rang for such a long time, he half expected her not to answer. When she did, he saw she was in the kitchen with a large white bag on the counter. He was surprised, however, by her appearance.
“You look… stunning,” he remarked.
She wore a gray oversized T-shirt that draped off one shoulder, revealing a black bra. Instead of the bun or loose tresses, her hair was in a puffy Afro. A deep blue scarf acted as a headband to keep the hair from her makeup-free face. No lipstick, no eyeliner, no nothing. Marissa in her natural state. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.
