I’m getting to my feet when Rita, still feeling social, pulls me back down. “So, how goes it with your love life? Considering you’re letting Noah court you, I assume you’ve chosen to reject your fated mate?”

Not this topic again. Why is everyone so invested in my business? I just shrug, choosing not to answer.

“So, who is it?” Rita leans forward, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Who is the mystery man that fate handpicked for you?”

For a moment, I feel there’s a hint of ...