these guys. But my brain just won’t process it.”
“Any animal preferences?” Tamika asked.
“I don’t know. Something feisty. Lions or tigers, maybe?”
“How about bears? They’re big guys, usually with plenty of meat on their bones. They’re very loyal and big-hearted, very outdoorsy, and often work with their hands, or in nature.”
“Sounds perfect,” Adaira said. “But I haven’t found any so far. They’ve all been wolves and big cats.” Just then, the thumbnails jumped around, rearranging themselves in her feed.
“Ooh, that means a new member has just signed up who’s within your compatibility requirements!” Tamika said.
“Which one is he?” Adaira said, scrolling up and down.
“I think he’s right at the top!” Tamika exclaimed, with a little squeal.
“No, that’s the guy I just messaged.”
“Nuh-uh.” Tamika tapped on the thumbnail. “Ooh, he’s a hottie.” The screen of Adaira’s phone filled with a photo of an incredibly tall, very muscular guy. He had a deep, broad chest, rippling abs, and huge, bunched biceps. A scattering of dark hair ran all the way from his chest to the top button of his pants. He wasn’t as lean as the werewolf; he had some meat on his bones, which was very appealing to Adaira. He did look a little like the werewolf though, and Adaira could see why she’d confused them. His hair was the same color, but it was longer and tousled. He had golden-brown eyes, set far apart, and strongly-defined cheekbones. In short, he was a god. Adaira’s idea of absolute physical perfection. There was a slightly closed expression in his eyes, as if he didn’t enjoy being photographed, but she knew that feeling well.
“Let’s see what he says about himself,” she murmured, scrolling down to his profile. “He currently lives in the mountains, but he’s thinking of moving down to the valley. He loves hunting and fishing and hiking. He is self-sufficient, and lives off-grid. Interesting . He loves to read and play the bouzouki. Quirky . And he’s looking for that one special woman to be his mate. Wow, he sounds great.”
“And he’s a 99% match to you!” Tamika trilled.
“What?” Adaira gasped, taking a closer look.
“He’s practically perfect for you. Shiftr is never wrong about these matches. I think you’ve found your mate, Adaira!” Adaira clicked on his photo again and zoomed in on his face, then she swiped left and looked at his animal. It was a huge, golden brown bear, standing on its hind legs, with a kind of grumpy, pissed-off expression on its face.
“Blimey!” she exclaimed. “I wouldn’t like to get on the wrong side of him! Do you think he’s scary and bad tempered?”
“Noo, bears are usually sweethearts. Unless it’s the depths of winter, and they should be hibernating. Then they can get a little cranky. But I’m sure he’ll be a great partner. He doesn’t look mean, does he?” Adaira went back to his human pictures and looked at the close up of his face. He was mesmerizingly attractive.
“Shall I send him a message?” she said.
“Yes! Before someone else snaps him up. I’m sure he won’t be on there for long,” Tamika said.
“What do I say?”
“I always think something simple is good – just to get the ball rolling, so to speak.”
“How about, ‘I see you’re into hiking. Maybe you and I could do some beautiful wilderness treks together?’” Tamika raised an eyebrow.
“Or something comical works too, I suppose,” she said. Adaira typed the message out.
“Sent!” she said, with a flourish.
“He’s online right now,” Tamika said excitedly. Adaira put the phone down on the table and they stared at it, waiting.
“Shall we have some coffee?”
“Oh, yes please.” Tamika called Brett and asked him to bring them a French press.
They kept waiting, and waiting, but there was no reply.
“That’s it then,” Adaira said dismissively, pushing her phone away, but as she did, a message alert