Chapter 32: Chapter 32

It wasn't until after Val was home that night, after he'd eaten leftover pizza and watched a movie on a cable science fiction channel that he booted up his home system and started scrolling through his emails again.

There it was. Damn it.

"Forwarded by: Compu-Cupid

To: Valentine Holiday

Hi there. My name is Cora, and according to Compu-Cupid, we're a perfect match. I'd love to meet you and talk, maybe over coffee. Let me know if that's okay with you. (By the way, love the photo. The strategically placed hearts are very cute.)"

How the hell was he supposed to answer that? His mother had raised him to be a gentleman, after all. It wasn't the poor woman's fault that he hadn't really signed up for this. And what the hell did she mean about the photo? He'd never posed with strategically placed hearts in his life. Being stuck with the name Valentine was bad enough. He tried not to fuel the jokes any more than necessary.

Slowly and carefully, he typed a response.