The second person Bonnie met for a date was a bank manager, thirty-seven years old, divorced, and already had a young son.
She didn’t figure that out until she was sitting across the table from him, scanning the info packet left for her. For a second, she caught the way his eyes lit up when he looked at her, and it made her wonder if there had been some kind of mistake.
Two days ago, Ned’s aunt had called her up. She explained that the owner of Love Begins Here was doing business out of town, expanding the wedding planning company, and had taken her along with a few other coworkers to check things out. That meant Bonnie’s matchmaking arrangements were handed over, at the last minute, to a newbie. Ned’s aunt had told her not to worry, that all the candidates had already been carefully screened, and Bonnie just needed to meet them, one at a time.
Bonnie trusted her, so even though she hadn’t actually gotten any details from the new matchmaker, she showed up for tea as asked.
But still, Bonnie knew Ned’s aunt. She was straightforward, very capable, definitely not the type to set her up with someone fourteen years older and already divorced. Bonnie guessed the new matchmaker was just inexperienced and probably mixed people up.
Bonnie was just about to call and check, but the guy across from her spoke first.
“Kite? Hi, hi, I’m Omnia Vanitas. Wow, you’re so much more beautiful than your photos…”
Bonnie frowned. The matchmaker had mentioned the codename: Omnia Vanitas. So there really hadn't been a mistake. This was the date.
Trying to tuck her confusion away, Bonnie simply nodded and sat politely, not sure what to say. She was very aware that their backgrounds and expectations were completely out of sync.
The guy didn’t seem to mind at all. He poured her some water with a big smile and leaned forward. “You’re so young and gorgeous. Why did you decide to try blind dating? Your profile is incredible. You went to Cabinda University, your parents both have good government jobs. In Cabinda, that's a really solid family background. With all that going for you, how come...”
He hesitated, looking a little awkward, but then went ahead anyway. “How did you agree to meet someone like me? Sorry if I’m being blunt. I’ve been through a failed marriage, so I’m a bit extra cautious. I figure, since this is a blind date, better to be straightforward. Do you... have some kind of flaw?”
Before Bonnie could even respond, there was a sharp clatter from the booth on the other side of the screen. It sounded like someone set a cup down a bit too hard.
Nobody paid it much attention. Just a little background noise.


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