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date?”
    “Yeah. I actually went to their wedding last month.”
    “Really?”
    “No. She broke up with him a month later. She said he was too perfect.”
    I laughed. “But you kept working on it?”
    “Yeah. Other girls in the dorms wanted me to do it for them. And then some guy got wind of what I was doing and he offered to invest in the project and…as they say, the rest is history.”
    “Must have been exciting for you to suddenly go from college student to CEO.”
    “I had to really fight to keep control over it. They wanted to bring in their own people and run it their way because I didn’t have the experience they thought I needed. But I’m a quick learner and I finally bought my investors out and sent them packing.”
    “Good for you.”
    She looked thoughtful as she lifted her glass to her lips. “It’s mine. I want to make sure it stays the way it is instead of turning into one of these sites where people just use it for hook-ups or whatever. That’s not what this is meant to do. I like the stories we get from people who found the love of their life through our app.”
    I didn’t know what to say to that, but it was clear that she was passionate about her work. I could almost picture her sitting behind a computer, working her algorithms and making the computer do whatever it was she wanted it to do. I knew enough about computers to check my email and print out legal documents. Everything else I left to Ian. He was the computer expert in our family.
    She set her glass down and looked at me. “What about you? I don’t even know what you do for a living.”
    “I’m a lawyer.”
    Her eyebrows rose. “Really? I would have thought…”
    “What? That I was a laborer or something?”
    “Maybe.”
    I sat back and crossed my arms over my chest, trying to look annoyed. But I was actually amused by her ideas, her thoughts. I liked seeing myself through her eyes.
    “Tell me what else you think of me.”
    She shrugged. “I don’t know you well enough to have an opinion.”
    “Sure you do. Tell me what you think.”
    She looked around the room, once again taking in the atmosphere. Then she sipped from her glass once more before focusing on me.
    “You grew up in this neighborhood. You boxed and that’s probably how you paid for college. You’re close to your parents, especially your mom. And your brothers. You party hard on Saturday, but you’re always at church on Sunday.”
    I smiled, more amused than I thought I would be. She got it all wrong, but I liked the guy she thought I was. He was so much better than the man I really was.
    “You have an interesting way of seeing the world.”
    “Do I?” She studied my face for a long second. “Did I get any of it right?”
    I lifted a shoulder, but I didn’t really shrug. I didn’t answer her at all.
    The waiter came with our dinners, setting them before us with a flourish. He brought a fresh bottle of wine, too. Delaney dug into her corned beef, sighing as the flavors burst over her tongue.
    “Fabulous.”
    “Told you.”
    We ate for a few minutes, and then she sat back and studied me over the lip of her wine glass.
    “Why don’t you have a girlfriend burning up your phone, wondering where the hell you are?”
    “Because I have this habit of screwing things up.”
    “How do you do that?”
    I pressed my fork to a piece of lamb and watched it shred itself into teeny pieces. I was thinking of Tara, this girl I was with in college. We went to law school together and planned this great life together, how we were going to get our degrees and go into practice together once we served out a little time in the district attorney’s office, or something. But then my mom died, and I fucked up.
    “You don’t have to tell me,” she said with an embarrassed smile. “I’m just…I’m overly curious about people. My friends are always telling me that I’m too nosy.”
    “No, it’s fine. I just…it’s not something I’m terribly proud of.” I set