A/N: Hey again everyone! I'm back with my latest story. I hope you enjoy. I've written quite a bit ahead, but it is still a work in progress. I appreciate you taking the time to read and review my work. Happy reading :)

As her fingers settled above the keyboard, she let out a sigh and relented; typing "blind date" into the navigation bar. Pressing the enter key with purpose, she was taken in an instant to the website that would guarantee her a great date (or she got her $19.99 back for signing up).

"Ok, here goes nothing." She muttered to herself. She peered over her cubicle ensuring there were no prying eyes nearby. Feeling convinced, she began the basics of creating a profile.

Username: Kat_gurl

No, no, no. That was all wrong. Surely with a name like that most men would assume she's some crazy old cat lady. She promptly erased her idea, feeling daunted by the task.

Username: NatureLvr

Apparently, that was already taken.

Username: NatureLvr0508

Done. Next question. Age? That was easy, 3-0 she typed in. The next category, "Describe yourself," put her at a loss. She didn't think she was particularly interesting, at least enough to boast about on a dating website.

"Hey Everdeen, you get that presentation done yet?" A man's voice baited, catching her off guard. She slammed her laptop shut in a hurry, not wanting to be caught off task at work, and certainly not signing up to find love.

Katniss looked up with disdain in her eyes to meet those of Peeta Mellark. "What does it matter to you?" She remarked snidely.

"I just figured if we are both looking to land that account, I'd check in and see how things are going for you. Help you out if you need it since I'm already done." He replied with an air of superiority.

Katniss rolled her eyes. "No, thanks." She said simply and turned her attention to opening her computer again.

Peeta ignored her comment and made his way closer to her desk. "Do you mind?" She argued, clicking off the site and turning her chair to fully face him.

"Not at all." He replied with a smirk, folding his arms across his chest standing by.

"If you think for one second I'm going to lose that Crane account to you, you're sadly mistaken." Katniss remarked folding her arms to mirror him.

Peeta chuckled and gave a patronizing touch to her shoulder before making his way back to his own desk. Where did he get off acting like that, thinking he was something special? So what if he was roguishly handsome with his ashy blond hair and blue eyes? Not to mention his strong shoulders and nice smile. Katniss scoffed and rolled her eyes at her meandering thoughts. She knew Peeta saw her as a threat, even if he'd never admit it. He had been working at the firm for several years and made quite a name for himself in the advertising world. But Katniss was a force to be reckoned with too, gaining more and more opportunities as the years went on. She and Peeta had worked together for nearly five years, with each new day being an opportunity for Peeta to ensure that she knew he was the top dog. That was until their boss, Mr. Heavensbee, recently asked Katniss to put together a presentation for a new and highly sought after client, The Crane Corporation. Not one to be left out, Peeta fought to make his name on the account proposal too. Though, Katniss had put in many long hours on her presentation and felt confident in her ability to snag the account coming up in just three days time.

"Ok, let's get back to business." She whispered as she set her hands back to the keyboard.

Her friend, Johanna, had encouraged her to try the website claiming that being married to one's job was not an acceptable way to spend one's life. Since Katniss wasn't willing (or trusting) enough to let her friend set her up on a blind date, the internet was the next best option. The site allowed its users to get to know one another on a deeper level first (not wasting time with potentially bogus profile pictures, or false hopes), before allowing potential couples to take the next step. Filling out the rest of her profile proved to be rather time consuming, but in the end, she felt like she gave an accurate description of who she was and the kind of man she was looking for. Now all there was left to do was wait.


Peeta knocked on the front door as the sounds of children's footsteps and laughter seemed to approach quickly from behind it.

"Uncle Peeta!" A short, curly haired, blond boy stood gleaming up at him as the door swung open.

"Uncle Peeta!" A girl's voice echoed standing beside the boy.

"Hey, you two!" He smiled back, ruffling both of their hair.

"You guys, move! Let him in." A man's voice chastised, coming down the hall. Peeta looked up to see his friend, Finnick, moving toward them with a baby on his hip. Finnick motioned for the children to move as he greeted Peeta with a smile and invited him in. Peeta squeezed the cheeks of the baby Finnick held as he shut the door and they made their way to the kitchen.

"Hey, Annie." Peeta greeted Finnick's wife as she stood at the stove.

Annie turned with a smile. She rubbed a hand over her round belly as she reached to grab the child from her husband's arms. "How are you?" She inquired as she sat the small boy in his high chair. Peeta watched as Finnick moved to the cupboard to grab food for the baby, while Annie opened a drawer and handed Finnick a small spoon without a word. Peeta was always impressed with how flawlessly these two worked together.

"I'm ok. I have a big presentation coming up at work I'm a little nervous about." He confessed. Annie turned back to the stove, while Finnick watched the baby fist bits of food to his mouth.

"What are you nervous about?" Finnick inquired as he attempted to spoon a bite to his son's mouth. Just then the two older children ran into the kitchen making a loud ruckus. Annie turned from the stove and shot them both a look. They instantly quieted and left the room without a noise or protest.

"I'm not the only one vying for the account. I'm up against Katniss on this one." Peeta replied. He watched as Annie and Finnick exchanged a look. "What? What was that?" He asked.

"Huh?" Annie asked innocently.

"What was with that look you just gave each other when I said that? You don't think I can beat her for it?" He queried.

Finnick sighed, "Dude, will you just ask her out already? How long have you worked together, four-five years?" Finnick asked with a roll of his eyes. "I think it's time."

"I'm not asking her out!"

Peeta replied incredulously as he stood to make his way to the refrigerator. "Why would you even suggest that?" He continued as he reached in to retrieve a bottle of beer. As he turned, he noticed Finnick motion for him to hand him one too. Peeta obliged and returned to his seat at the kitchen island.

"Well, you're not getting any younger, Peeta." Annie began. "And you haven't dated anybody seriously in a long time, and you seem to talk about her quite a bit." She continued gently.

"If I do it's because she drives me crazy." Peeta replied taking a swig.

"Yeah, well this one drives me crazy too." Finnick teased as he stood to envelop Annie in a hug, planting several kisses along her neck.

"Yeah, maybe you two should take it easy on that." Peeta said with a smirk eyeing Annie's very pregnant belly, motioning toward it with his bottle.

Finnick rolled his eyes as he made his way back to the baby. "Is this one of those times where you want me to lie to protect your oh so delicate feelings?" He asked, taking a drink. Peeta gave him a tired look. "As your best friend, I think it's time you get your head out of your ass-"

"Language, Finnick!" Annie barked.

"Sorry, get your head out of your butt and start trying to find someone long term. The whole eternal bachelor thing isn't really cute anymore. Your last relationship was over a year ago? You can't spend your life married to your job!" Finnick finished.

"I thought you guys invited me over for dinner, not a lecture." Peeta mumbled.

"Oh, my friend Cressida was telling me about this new dating website." Annie started, then snapped her fingers trying to spark the memory of the name. "Blind-something-or-other..." she trailed off.

"Blind date?" Finnick offered, giving his wife a curious look.

"Yes, that's it!" She exclaimed excitedly. "I guess it's unique in that you don't post a profile picture or anything, and you just get to know a person first."

"What a novel idea." Peeta muttered before finishing off his beer.

"What could it hurt?" Annie asked as she pulled the pot from the stove. She gave him a knowing look, and all Peeta could do was shrug.

As Peeta made his way into his apartment later that night, his friends' words swirled around his head. He wondered if he could ever consider Katniss Everdeen as anything more than a colleague. Especially now that she was beginning to encroach on his carefully guarded territory at work. Truthfully, he was miffed that she had been offered the Crane account before him. Although if he was honest, outside of her annoying perfectionist behavior, she was very attractive with her steel gray eyes, dark hair and pouty lips. And for some reason, that he had yet to consider, he always seemed to find an excuse to visit her each day, even if it was just to give her a hard time. But he was pretty sure she hated him regardless, seeing as Peeta had never been particularly friendly to her.

He grabbed himself a beer from his refrigerator and plopped down on the couch, taking a swig. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the side, sitting in his undershirt and pants. So what if he wanted to devote most of his time to his work? He found it very rewarding. 'But you can't cuddle with your job at night', his heart reminded him in betrayal. He pulled his laptop onto his lap from the coffee table, giving a heavy sigh. With fingers poised over the keyboard, he finally relented typing "blind date" into the navigation bar.