Free Perfect Match by Monica Miller Page B

herself then caught my eye and I shook my head and she smiled even wider.
    “Hey, guys,” Craig said, sitting next to Monica. “So why is the lady of my life feeling lonely?”
    “Jared, c’mon,” she laughed, placing her hand on his arm and laughing. “I was dying of loneliness. It is so hard to watch you swing around here, without even looking at me…” she sighed, then laughed again.
    She and Craig were actually hilarious. But he doesn’t make too many jokes when Ben is around. I guess the answer is pretty obvious. Ben is a pretty intimidating, with his dark look…
    “If I were Ben, I would never leave you,” he smirked, putting his hand on Monica’s shoulders, and she laughed. I leaned my head on Morgan’s shoulder, and he wrapped his right arm around me and kissed my forehead. He was nice.
    I took a sip of my wine glass, and wondered how I am going to get out of the restaurant drunk on these heels. Eh, I had Morgan for it.
    “I’ll be back, babe,” Craig promised, bumping his fist to Marshall’s and got away.
    “I’m funnier than he is,” Marshall stated and we all started to laugh.
    The time flew and Becca always showed up to fill my glass with wine until Morgan protested, and said he wanted me to have all my senses, whatever that meant. I really felt a little tired and the whole place was kind of spinning with me.
    “So…” Gabrielle started while drinking her 3 rd glass of wine. “I hate this thing. I mean, we gone out two days ago and he should’ve called! Movie stars…” she said.
    “I knew it!” Monica laughed. I saw her drinking more than all of us. She wasn’t used to spend the night without Ben, I guess. And note to self, never mix Martini with Bloody Mary and three glasses of wine.
    “This isn’t funny,” Gabrielle cut her off. “The dinner was nice! Can you believe, Emma, that I’m saying a dinner was nice? I didn’t even think about the fact that he was Shia LaBoeff… But he was. And he’s not freaking calling!”
    “Why don’t you call?” Marshall shrugged, and Gabrielle glared at him. “Sorry! He should call…” he added. “Women are freaks,” he whispered to Craig and he nodded. So did Morgan. What?!
    “Hey, guys! Sorry I’m late!” Ben arrived at our table, and Monica’s eyes just lightened as she heard his voice. I honestly think that’s beautiful.
    I was still thinking about Morgan’s nod, did he think that I was a freak? What’s the matter with them? Guys are actually weird!
    “Ben!” she purred, kissing him more passionate than she should have. I didn’t think Monica was a fan of PDA. But she was. It was almost embarrassing to look at them. They were totally in love! And I felt envy. I mean I have Morgan. And he’s nice.
    “Yes, I missed you too, babe,” Ben smiled and pulled out of the kiss. “Actually, I want to introduce you to someone. He’s like the greatest guy in the world…” he turned around. “Oh, there he is! Over here, man! Yeah, he never stops flirting,” Ben sighed.
    And then, Monica kissed Ben so passionately, and I realized I never kissed Morgan like that. Because I just didn’t feel that way. I liked him, a lot I might add, but I didn’t love him. Love is overrated, anyway, right?
    “Old habits die hard?” Morgan asked, laughing.
    “Yeah. Finally! So… He’s my best friend, Matt.”
    Then, after all my thinking, I lifted my head and my eyes met a pair of deep blue eyes, the eyes I’ve been thinking about the last 6 months.
    And right before picking up my jaw from the floor, Matt muttered a “Hi,” and smiled as he sat next to me.
     

Chapter 9
    Sweet November in December
     
    ~ M att N icholls ~
     
    I’ve noticed how Emma’s eyes widened when she saw me there. I knew she didn’t expect that.
    I didn’t know about it until recently, when Ben started talking about Monica’s new best friend, some Emma, and he started describing her, and I just knew he was talking about my Emma.
    I sat next to her and