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• Author: Staci Hart
• ISBN: B01FOIRU3C
• Language: English
• Genre: Literary Fiction
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• Page: 349
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Cam

I’M PART PSYCHIC.
OKAY, MAYBE not full-blown, tell-the-future, Madame
Esmeralda or anything, but with little more than a glance, I
could tell you a number of things about a person, from the
types of books they read to their favorite drink.

I’d always sorted people, just like books in the Dewey
Decimal System, where everything had its place. Geeks with
geeks. Chic with chic. For instance, when I first met my
roommate, Tyler, I instantly knew several things to be true.
He’d played sports — football I’d guessed — any man that tall
and built would be crazy not to use his body for sports. He’d
recently been dumped, determined by the fact that he’d come
to live with me with little more than a suitcase full of clothes
and a couple of boxes. And as for his favorite drink, I’d
pegged him for a beer drinker. That one was just a hunch, but
I’d put my money on it, and I was right.

I only used my powers for good, making matches between
people I knew or strangers I encountered, planting little seeds,
nudging them together. Not physically nudge them — as a
five-foot-two dork in glasses, weighing in at a buck-oh-five
soaking wet, I couldn’t even open some doors without
grunting. But I could see patterns between people, and with a
well-placed word or maybe a little bit of well-meaning
manipulation, I could get people in each other’s line of sight
long enough for them to actually see each other.
Although, at the end of the day, I really did it because I
was in love with love.

There’s something terribly satisfying about imagining two
people falling in love and then witnessing it. To know that you
had a hand in them finding someone to love, especially when
you hadn’t found love yourself. Not that I wasn’t looking, but
my love life had been sort of nonexistent for a long time. It felt
safer that way.

Besides, it’s easier to see everyone else’s business than
your own, and I was perfectly happy with setting up everyone
I could.

My job at Wasted Words was equal parts manager, comic
book dealer, bartender, and matchmaker — the last being my
favorite part of the job. Mixing up the comic boys and
romance girls who came in had become my favorite hobby. I
ran singles night, which was the easiest place to make magic,
and bartending was another avenue to making love
connections. I’d been doing it since college, making matches,
but ever since I’d been hired to help open and run Wasted
Words, I’d upped my stats exponentially.

It was almost too easy. Fish in a barrel, and all that.
Meeting people in New York wasn’t easy, and the concept for
our bar — which was also a coffee shop and bookstore,
featuring an extensive comic collection — brought in an
eclectic group of clientele. We had everything from corporate
lawyers looking for hentai, more commonly known as tentacle
porn, to teenage girls browsing our massive romance aisles.
There were the college kids, especially from Columbia, as we

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