Page 80 of Sweet Heart for the Bear

And byproper, I mean extended.

Like, “let’s disappear for a month and eat our way through Italy” extended.

Or “spend three weeks on a secluded beach where I can worship her in peace” extended.

Or maybe even “accidentally get lost in the Scottish Highlands so I can convince her to let me buy her a castle” extended.

I want to show my mate the world.

Because that’s what she gave me the moment she said yes.

“The updates are remarkable. Matches in real time, look at that!” Uncle Uzzi says, marveling at the app and interrupting my train of thought.

I smile because I am really pleased he likes what I’ve done.

“Speaking of updates, what do you think about endorsements for the app?” I ask.

“Endorsements?”

“Yeah. From happy clients, in fact,” I clear my throat and show him the mock-up I already made, “it would look like this.”

“Let’s see that,” Uzzi says and takes my phone. His grin widens as he reads the review I left for his app.

I never thought I would find someone who truly completed me—someone who saw me for exactly who and what I am and accepted me without hesitation. But I found her now, and I know without a doubt—she is my fated mate. The one I was always meant to find.

Uncle Uzzi’s Date to Mate isn’t just a dating app—it’s a path to destiny. It led me straight to the love of my life, the one person who was created just for me. The connection was instant, undeniable, and deeper than anything I could have imagined.

If you believe in fate—if you believe that your true mate is out there waiting—then trust the process. Give Date to Mate a try. Because when the multiverse aligns, when the Fates weave your threads together, you’ll know.

I found mine, and I am never letting go.

Maybe it’s time for you to find yours.

-One Happy Bear

“Thank you very much, Horace. I am so pleased my app helped you find your true fated mate in Carina,” the cunning old Witch says, his sapphire eyes twinkling with pure satisfaction as he grins.

I know he means it—and for once, I don’t mind giving him credit.

I nod in appreciation. “You and me both.”

And just like that—as if summoned by my very thoughts—Carina joins us, her presence like a soft, grounding force that settles every restless part of me.

“What did I miss?” she asks, her voice light, teasing, as I tug her onto my lap, making her yelp slightly before giggling as she settles against me.

“Just showing Uncle Uzzi my review of his app,” I tell her, my lips already searching for the smooth curve of her neck.

I press a lazy kiss to her warm skin, then another on her bare shoulder, inhaling the familiar, sweet basil scent that undoes me every time.

She laughs softly, but I feel the way she melts into me, her body relaxing, her fingers unconsciously curling over my forearm where I have her wrapped snugly against my chest.

I can’t stop touching her.

And I never want to.

She completes me in ways I never even knew I needed.

I’m lucky. So damn lucky.

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