Match Maker's Choice

Is this a trick?

    That's my mate? Is this a trick? What's the catch? There's no way she's mine. Mia James?

    "Okay, Zayn, now is the time to man up. I have seen you and my niece together and I know that you make each other very happy. Or you could make each other miserable. It's up to you to make that choice. She made her choice as soon as she laid eyes on you. Now straighten your jacket and let's see fates sense of humor."

    Linn stepped aside as we reached the alter. The music had started up again. The most beautiful girl I had ever dreamed about was about to become my mate for the rest of our lives. I loved the idea of Mia being my mate. Her being mine and me being hers. My girlfriend on the other hand we sitting in the last row of seats fuming.

    We've only been dating for three months, but I'm not that attached. We have a pretty open relationship. Yes, I'm kind of a player, but not really. /I want the whole settle down thing, but I didn't see the point until I saw Mia walking towards me up the aisle.

    She's gorgeous. A white gown that hugged her curves, shiny milk chocolate hair half up and half down, a faint pink blush on her cheeks, and lips shaded to be the perfect shade of kissable pink. My mate is perfect. She has no competition. Girlfriend? What girlfriend? I always liked Mia. Always had a small crush on her, nut I just didn't want to ruin the fantasies I had built in my head of us. The ideas I would come up with of what our lives would be like with her as my mate.

   Well, so much for the fantasies. Now there is a real chance that I could screw this up. What if I do? Would she leave me? No, she can't after we mate. The mate bond wouldn't let her leave. Will I make her miserable? God, I really hope not.

   Man, she's beautiful. I wonder what she thinks of me. How much does she know about me and my kinda player ways? Will she accept me? Will she believe that I will change for her? I will change. There can be no other option if we want to be happy. That's all I want for her.

    The ceremony went by pretty quickly. I only remember Zayn holding my hands and keeping a watchful eye on me. It felt like he was waiting for me to bolt or something. He must be crazy if that's what he was thinking. As soon as I saw it was him I decided my life was going to be all I wanted. Yes, There will be hard and trying times, but I am going to do all that is in my power to make us happy.

    "May I have to first dance mate?" I looked up into my mates eyes and was almost hypnotized. His eyes were as green as a forest pine. The y drew me in so fully, the only thing I could do was nod my head and take the hand he had held out to me.

    "I won't bite, mate. At least not for now." He let out a soft chuckle in my ear. I almost swooned. My mate is perfect. How is he ever going to be happy with me? Just plain jane me. His girlfriend was.....Oh no! He has a girlfriend, but just married me. Well crap! What does he plan to do now?

    "I can see the wheels turning in those beautiful eyes, mate. Talk to me." Such a simple demand. Answering that demand may not be as simple though.

    "You have a girlfriend."

    He chuckled again. "I don't know if you missed it or not, but I actually have a mate and wife. The ceremony was very pretty and quick."

   "And your girlfriend? What does she think?"

   "I don't know. I haven't seen her since the church when I laid eyes on you walking up the aisle to meet me at the alter. Which reminds me. I hope you can forgive my tardiness. My escort thought it would be funny to take a detour and not tell me that I was getting my mate today."

    "Uncle Linn does have a weird sense of humor. You really think I'm going to be okay with you still having a girlfriend while we are together?"

     "I never said I still have one. Only you keep saying that."

     "But you haven't broken up with her, have you?"

     "I actually texted her right before the reception started. I didn't want any loose ends."

     "Oh, so you mind that I cut in," a voice from behind Zayn piped in. She was a busty brunette with dazzling blue eyes. No wonder Zayn was with her.

     "Justice, what are tou doing? This is the first dance with my mate. No, you cannot cut in. I know you got the text that I sent you. We are done."

     "Oh now Zayn. Surely you don't mean that. I have had you the longest of any girl you have been with. I know you think we had an open relationship, but this is taking that a little bit too far even for you. Don't you think? Oh well. You always come back to me."

    "Justice, leave! Now, before I have you escorted out. You and making a scene."

    "I'll leave for now. Seems like your so called mate might cry if I don't. See you later babe, but don't take too long. I'll be waiting." As she walked away she blew him a kiss and batted her eyes at him.

    "Zayn?"

    "Mia I am so sorry about that. It really is over between me and her. I want us to be happy."

    "I'm ready to leave."

    "The reception just started. Are you sure? She left and I told her to her face that it is over. I'm not going to mess this up Mia."

     "Zayn, I'm ready to leave." I was done. My wedding reception was ruined along with my mood. Justice was right. I knew about Zayn's past. I also knew how pretty Justice is and how much plainer I looked standing next to her. I wasn't going to delude myself. Reality may suck sometimes, but waking up from a delusion was way uglier and more painful.

    "Alright, Mia. We can go say goodnight to everyone."

    A half hour and about fifty hugs later, they walked out to his car. It was a quiet ride to his studio apartment with the exception of the tin cans attached to the bumper. The apartment had a loft for a bedroom, but the rest was open space and felt welcoming.

     "Luckily, I had a strange feeling to clean yesterday so the place isn't a complete wreck," he said with a light chuckle from behind me. I could just hear the nervousness in his voice and imagine the smirk to cover it up.

    "I like it. What do we do now though?" I had no idea what he would expect tonight. Would we mate right away or get to know each other a little bit first?

   "I think I want to do something that I have been dying to do since I saw you in the church."

    "Oh yea? What's that?" I asked curiously. There was no reply. His mouth was to busy landing on mine. It wasn't a harsh kiss, but it did let me know his intentions very quickly. I couldn't stop myself from going along with whatever he wanted.