A Mate to Match

By Jeanette Lynn

Katarina signed up with Made to Match in hopes of finding that special someone. What she didn't count on was being matched up with Alfred or Alfie as he likes to call himself. Katarina finds herself on the worst date ever with the uncouth, sweet talking, baby blue eyed male.
Unbeknownst to the obliviously human Katarina, werewolf Alfred couldn't have been more pleased with the sharp tongued, dark haired, curvy temptress he finds himself set up with for a date.
When their date goes south and Katarina flees, Alfred isn't willing to give up. He's found 'the one' and whether Katarina likes it or not... she's his.(This is Book 1 in the Brides of Mordenne Series)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jeanette Lynn
• Release date: Dec 29, 2013
• ISBN: 9781310592805

Jeanette Lynn

Jeanette Lynn lives with her Neanderthal, beyond awesome kiddlens, mini-dino water-ninja (turtle), slightly eccentric terrier mix, and hobbit pup. She enjoys creating quirky, offbeat characters in out of this world stories. And, of course, a good happy ending.Quirky, offbeat characters in out of this world stories. Finding love in unexpected places.Paranormal, contemporary, fantasy, sci fi, shifters, aliens, magic and matchmaking mayhem, there's a little bit of everything.

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A Mate To Match

By

Jeanette Lynn

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A Mate To Match

Copyright 2013 by Jeanette Lynn

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Books by Jeanette Lynn

Cosmic Soul Mates Series

Stellar Proportions

Book 1

Out Of This Orbit

Book 2

On Her Axis

Book 3

Book 4

Coming soon

The Brides of Mordenne Series

A Mate To Match

Book 1

In Her Eyes

Book 2

Other Books by Jeanette Lynn

Jingle Belled And Mistletoed

When She Least Expected It

(William Geralds from Jingle Belled And Mistletoed gets a story)

The Bridal Hunt

Reader advisory: contains (m/f/m)

No (m/m)

Of Another Dimension

Reader advisory: contains (m/f/m)

No (m/m)

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Table of Contents

Katarina- Thank you for choosing Made to Match

Alfie- Geez, she’s a real…

Katarina- This is ridiculous!

Alfie- She was frightened.

Katarina- I woke up when I felt…

Alfie- She fell asleep immediately…

Katarina- Oh, my god…

Alfie- My heart lifted a little…

Katarina- After a very long shower…

Alfie- I have some questions for you…

Katarina- I woke up groaning as…

Alfred- I paced the living room…

Kat- Time to take out the trash

Alfred- I love a good chase!

Katarina- Ready?

Epilogue

About the author

Other books by Jeanette Lynn

Warning:

This book contains sexually explicit material intended for mature audiences

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Thank You For Choosing Made to Match

Here at Made to Match, we specialize in finding that special someone meant just for you!

Katarina

I sat nervously, waiting for my date to show.

He's a little late, but that's okay I told myself, mumbling it quietly under my breath.

Any number of things could have come up to cause him to be tardy.

I glanced down at my watch.

Thirty minutes late.

I tapped the table with my nails impatiently, trying not to fidget, just in case he walked in.

Don't want him to think I'm on crack or something.

Which I'm not!

The waitress came by and refilled my drink, giving me a sympathetic smile as she passed.

Oh, yay!

Now I'm getting pitying looks.

I swirled my hand around in the condensation from my glass, which was sweating onto the table.

I thought back to when I’d gotten the notice in my email.

Large, happy font in bright pink that practically screamed at you saying, 'You have a match', and how I’d been so ecstatic.

Now, though, as I glance at my watch again... going on an hour past...

Not so much.

Okay, he’s obviously not going to show.

I am so done.

I raised my hand up to get Pam, my waitress', attention.

She toddled over and I ordered their corned beef sandwich, seasoned fries and a side of watermelon.

Yum!

If I'm going to be ditched here by my supposed date, I might as well treat myself a little, right?

My stomach growled and my mouth started to water at the thought of my late lunch.

I was in a rush this morning to get to work and hadn't had time for breakfast.

Darn alarm clock had chosen this morning to die on me of all mornings.

It's all right though, I’d been meaning to get a new one anyways, I thought as I smiled a little ruefully at my rotten luck as of late.

My food arrived and I drooled a little as she plopped it down carefully in front of me.

Enjoy your meal, sweetheart, Pam said congenially.

Thank you, I replied, giving her a grateful smile as I unfolded my napkin, placing it in my lap.

Ooooh, baby, come to mama!

I dug in with gusto.

Mmm mmm, I thought happily.

So good.

The bell above the little diner door chimed, but I didn't really pay any attention to it.

I was a little too busy in food heaven.

Clogged arteries here I come!

A shadow fell over my booth and I quickly set my sandwich half down, hastily wiping my mouth on an extra napkin before I glanced up.

Are you..... a man said with an impossibly deep voice, looking at a piece of ripped paper he had in his hands.

In his very dirty hands, I thought, trying not to cringe.

The paper was crinkled badly and looked like it had been ripped out of a phonebook.

Erm… He cleared his throat, as if to cover a snigger. "Are you Kat?" he finally asked.

I looked up at him and couldn't, for the life of me, place him.

He was wearing grungy looking jeans, an old ratty flannel, that had obviously seen better days, and his hands were covered in what looked like black grease.

I don't think he’s even tried to wash any of that... muck... off of his hands yet, especially if the grease smell that was emanating from them so strongly was any indication.

He had longish, reddish blonde hair that he had tied back haphazardly into a ponytail at the nape of his neck, and the beginnings of a very scruffy looking, reddish beard on his smirking face.

Katarina, actually. Um, pardon me, but… have we met? I questioned him, trying to keep my tone polite as I eyed him warily.

He plopped down into the booth seat across from me and snagged some of my fries right off of my plate.

Ugh!

I frowned at him and scooted my plate closer to me.

Who does that?

Eat off of a stranger’s plate! And with dirty fingers of all things!

Double Ugh!

I shuddered, watching as he held the fries to his lips with his grease stained fingers and plopped them into his mouth.

Can't you get sick from that? I wondered distractedly.

I'm Alfie, your date, he said, trying to sneak some more of my fries.

I grabbed my spoon, slapping his hand with it before he could get anymore.

He yelped and pulled it back, looking at me, shocked that I would deign to do something so rash.

I'll admit, I'm a little surprised at my behavior myself...

Well, you know what? Desperate times call for desperate measures!

This must be some terrible joke, I thought desperately.

He couldn't possibly be my date!

There must be some kind of mistake or something, I promised myself, trying to calm my rattled nerves.

"No. No, you’re not. My date looks nothing like you. I would know, I've seen his picture. You look nothing like him," I said quickly and vehemently, shaking my head vigorously.

The fool tried to snag more fries and I raised my spoon warningly.

He pulled his hands back immediately and I