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where she’d met her fiancé. That moment had made all his work, the sleepless nights and constant fires needing dousing, worth it. “My sisterand her fiancé prove the matchmaking algorithm works, since that’s how they found each other.”
    Sanfrandani set her fork on the plate. “You believe the algorithm actually works?”
    He understood the doubt in her voice. Turning matters of the heart over to a machine wasn’t easy. “I do. Relying on the program is the easiest and smartest way to find a compatible date.”
    “It’s difficult for me to accept a computer could do a better job picking a date for me than I could.”
    “Is that why you haven’t gone out with anyone before?” he asked.
    “It didn’t seem right.”
    Her response set off warning bells in Bryce’s head. “Right?”
    “The right time,” she clarified. “But the compatibility program did work for a friend of mine who lives in London. They are married and expecting a baby.”
    “I’ll have to tell my sister. She wants everyone to be as happy as she is.”
    “I have two friends like that. The one with the baby on the way and another who is engaged. I met both on the Web site,” Sanfrandani said. “They’re always pushing me to go out more. They mean well, but the…”
    “Pressure.”
    “Exactly.” She drank her coffee, seeming completely at ease. “Luckily, my mother doesn’t care if I get married or not.”
    “She’s not on the grandma track, then.”
    “Not at all. The only thing she wants is for me and my three sisters to pursue our passions and follow our dreams, whatever they may be.”
    Bryce wondered what her dreams entailed. “She sounds like a great mom.”
    “My mom’s the best. My hero.” Sanfrandani’s eyes softened, as did the tone of her voice. “She raised us on herown. We didn’t always have a place to sleep at night, but we always had food to eat and we knew we were loved. No matter what was going on, there was always more than enough love.”
    Her words squeezed Bryce’s heart. No place to sleep sounded like she’d been homeless at times. No one should have to go through that, especially an innocent child. Maybe her background explained the way she acted and her ambivalence about dressing nice for their date.
    He thought about his silver spoon upbringing—the overabundance of toys and clothes, the mansion and vacation homes, the revolving door of stepparents and the trust fund he’d never touched. His parents loved him, but they were so busy with their own lives and marriages, they’d often left him and Caitlin in the care of nannies. He couldn’t say more than enough love existed at his house. Houses. “Sounds like you still had everything you needed in spite of the tough times.”
    “I didn’t think so then, but growing up like that made me stronger, more determined.”
    “To do what?”
    “Succeed. Make it on my own. Show the world I’m more than what they think I am.” She raised her chin, then looked down. “Sorry, that probably sounds arrogant.”
    “No. Not at all.” Even though the two of them came from different worlds, Bryce understood because he felt the same way. That was why he’d taken a job as a Web developer. He’d wanted to make it on his own terms. Not live off the rewards of his great-grandfather’s real estate foresight over a hundred years ago. “It’s important to make it on your own, especially if people said you couldn’t.”
    She reached across the table and touched his hand. “You get it.”
    He nodded, trying not to stare at her hand. Dani’s gesture was friendly, not sexual, but he enjoyed the feel of her soft skin against his. She pulled her hand back. He missed her warmth.
    “I want to buy my mom a house. Nothing fancy, maybe a white picket fence. Just someplace that belongs to her. We never really had that. A home of our own.”
    “A worthy goal.”
    She nodded. “Something to work toward, that’s for sure.”
    Sanfrandani seemed nice. She was