They all spent their time getting dressed up and opening themselves up to the possibility of finding someone. Even if the app's code had suffered a stroke, the intent was still there. Maybe we could actually find love in this chaos. Or at least, find out if we even liked each other.
I took a deep breath, trying to settle the butterflies that were currently having a riot in my stomach.
"Fine," I said slowly, sinking back into my chair and smoothing out my skirt. "We're all here for one reason anyway—to get to know someone. Even if the match-up is a disaster, we might as well see if we can find what we're looking for right here."
Noah's smile deepened, his dark eyes practically sparkling. "Spoken like a girl who knows how to handle a curveball."
"Let's start simple then," I said, trying to regain some sense of control. "Since you all know my name, tell me yours properly. And what you do when you're not crashing people's dates."
