Chloe huffed as she paced back and forth, casting evil glances at her scrying bowl on each pass. “How am I supposed to get these two together, when they won’t cooperate and outside forces are conspiring against me?” She threw her hands in the air in exasperation. “They may as well be human. There was a spark. A draw. Why is it so difficult to follow through?” Another very unwanted thought came to life. “Eros better not be messing me. I will skin him alive if I find out he’s trying to make me lose.” There were only two and a half weeks left in the month. Chloe had come too close to winning the bet with Eros to fail now. Eight months of matchmaking would be up in smoke if Colby and Ella didn’t pull their heads out of their asses. If she had to, she would do it for them. Forcefully. With her bare hands. Lock them in a room with no way out. Use a love potion they couldn’t resist. Maybe she could even get one of her servant girls to sneak one of Eros’s arrows out and give it to her.
