My Undead Heart

When it comes to relationships I've been told I'm a little . . . Cold. Not unlike my undead heart. But that's a compliment, really, because I love all things zombie-related. Comics, television, and books. Video games, too. How can any guy live up to the fiction fantasy that consumes my mind? Simple answer. He can't. It's a contributing factor to the reason I'm single and living in the city at age thirty-four. I'm hard to get close to and even my cat doesn't like to snuggle, but I'm perfectly satisfied with my life, career, and circle of friends. I haven't met a man who comes close to slaying my heart, and I've given up the search. So, when Matt Haywood crashes into my life with his muscled chest, lack of imagination, and know-it-all attitude, I'm not impressed. No, I'm more than perturbed. I'd rather he stayed out of my life, but that doesn't happen. He's the fallen fighter I don't want to root for, but find myself anyway. He's also wrestling his way much closer to my thoughts, hopes, and dreams than anyone before him ever dared. There's more to Matt than I first assumed, but we're too different for this to work. Aren't we? Then again, he's fearless and brave and real. Maybe Matt holds the antidote to my undead heart. Maybe I'm not so cold after all. * * * Mia thinks she's cold, but my heart knows better, and I've made it my mission to prove her wrong. I've gone up against the strongest of opponents. Fought for my life. But the battle I'm waging against the beauty and brains will be the greatest challenge of my life. Losing is not an option. Winning her heart is the ultimate prize. I'll prove to her how tough I can be.