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"I'll make a bet with you."

"And what type of bet would that be?" I countered, raising an eyebrow and crossing my arms. Even if I did make a bet with him, there's nothing I wanted that he could have given me were I to win.

"You say you're the best matchmaker?" When I nodded reluctantly, the corner of his lips lifted in a smirk. Taking a step closer, he forced my back farther up against the lockers. The sound of my heart pounding in my ears fought against the silence of the empty locker room as his arms caged me in, one on each side of my head. "Then I'll give you the ultimate match to set. You have until the end of the year. If you win, I'll give up my less than promising ways and put some effort towards fixing my, what did you call it? 'Disaster of a life'?"

There was a pause. "And if you win?"

"You do whatever I say for a year." He leaned closer, the cool breath from his lips brushing just below my ear. "Do we have a deal?"

I suppressed a shiver and pressed the palm of my hands against his chest. For a split second, he tensed in surprise at the slightly suggestive contact before he was met with a rough shove. He stumbled back, but quickly composed himself like nothing happened. "And for who, exactly, am I finding the 'ultimate match'?"

His award winning grin had me stopping in my tracks. Despite knowing exactly who he had in mind, I was not willing to lose this bet.


Hazel Marie is a matchmaker; her school's matchmaker, to be precise. Not once in her four hears of high school has she ever not been able to match two people together.

Marcus Grayson is a Player; the biggest player in her school's district. He had nearly every girl in a twelve block radius lined up at his front door, waiting for their turn. And the only girl who's not drooling over his godly existence?


Marcus is convinced he'll never fall in love. Hazel is convinced she'll always make a perfect match. It's about time one if then is proven wrong.



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