“I’m a glorified bookkeeper in a small tax office over a coffee shop.”

“Kamila. You’re a CPA who is trying to expand her business.”

“Yes, and Rohan is one of the city’s top tax lawyers and owns one of the province’s largest financial service providers, with offices in Toronto, Ottawa, and London, Ontario. You do see the difference, right?”

Asha shrugged. “You’re both capitalist money crunchers, as far as I’m concerned. And you have an awful lot of brass fixtures in your house, so maybe you shouldn’t talk about gilded homes?”

Kamila’s nose wrinkled. She didn’t much like being called a capitalistic money cruncher, but it was technically true. “So, do you think Rohan’s place is all nouveau riche? I mean, it’s strange he’s never invited us over, right? Maybe that’s why.”

“Doubt it. Probably standard dude decorating. I’d put money on a black leather chair somewhere. Maybe a recliner. A whiskey decanter with those rocks that you freeze to chill your drink. He’s been alone for how long—three years?”

“Only two-ish years since he and Lisa separated. Divorce finalized a year this month.”

Asha’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “He’s totally ready for someone new. Who can we find for Rohan? Aren’t you still looking for someone for Maricel, too?”

Kamila’s head shook vigorously. “I just said no!” The entire thought was preposterous. “Yes, I’m looking for a man for Maricel, but I am not setting up Rohan. With anyone. We’ve got a happy balance in the family right now. Equilibrium. You know I’m not looking for a serious relationship for Dad’s sake, and Rohan in a relationship again would be worse, right? He’s supposed to take Dad to the doctor this week!” Kamila loved her father, but he was a bit…old-school. After Kamila and her sister noticed that he avoided the doctor when either of them offered to take him, they realized he’d prefer a male escorting him to his medical appointments. Since Kamila’s brother-in-law moved away, that job fell to Rohan.

“Yeah, I guess it’s a bit more complicated to play matchmaker with someone you’re related to.”

“We are not related.” Well, not technically, at least. Rohan was Kamila’s sister’s brother-in-law, not hers. “Rohan is my…” She frowned. Friend didn’t seem right. Tim was a friend. Maricel and Asha were friends. “He’s…my Rohan. I’ve known him forever. And if he finds another relationship, he won’t help with Dad. We barely saw him when he was with Lisa. What Rohan needs is to get laid, not a girlfriend. But he doesn’t believe in casual.”

“Ah. So, it’s selfishness. It’s not Rohan’s happiness you’re thinking of here.”