Thwarting Cupid. Lori Crawford

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      The man grumbled then went back to his car. Presumably to get the items she requested. She blew out a breath of frustration at his attitude before snapping shots of his vehicle. She'd heard horror stories of people getting rear ended and then the at-fault driver claiming the other person backed up. She didn't want to chance that happening and all of a sudden have his SUV come up totaled.

      Finished taking photos of his front bumper, she turned to take a few snapshots of hers. That’s when she heard his engine roar. He mowed his way back into traffic, leaving her standing there gaping after him.

      Seriously? Seriously? This could not be happening to her. What the heck? Carissa looked at her poor, pathetic bumper. If her car wasn't in pieces at the moment, she'd totally chase him down. Not like she hadn't done that before. Carissa thought about the time she'd witnessed a couple drag racers cause a bad accident on a freeway. They’d fled the scene, but she’d followed them until they'd stopped to check the damage. She'd gotten a good description of the vehicles along with the plate numbers and reported them to the highway patrol.

      She scrolled through the pictures she'd taken of the man's bumper. One of them featured his license plate. With a smirk, she got back in her car and called the police.

      The shaking started once she'd hung up and settled in to wait for an officer to arrive. Wednesday morning and already she'd had one heck of a week. She leaned against the head rest and pondered the traffic speeding by her on the street.

      Tears threatened to choke her while she sat there all alone. She'd just had a major event happen to her and there was no one for her to call. She wiped at the tears spilling down her cheeks. She would give everything to be able to call her dad right now.

      It wasn't like he'd be able to do anything, but the sound of his voice mixed with the knowledge that he loved her would have given her the strength to plow through this. She tried to shut down her memories of him. It made her remember he was gone, which hurt a whole lot more than any stupid accident could. She tried to console herself that her parents were once again together, but it wasn't working as well as it usually did. Instead, it made her think that if the accident had been more serious, there was no one left on earth who would have cared if she was injured, or even died.

      Carissa took a deep breath. She had to get it together. Now was not the time to break down in hysterics. Or go overboard with the pity parties. She had friends. She had cousins. Her little pep talk fell flat when she considered that while she did have them, none of them would be devastated if anything happened to her. Not like she'd been when her mom passed a couple years ago, or even a few months ago when her dad succumbed to cancer. Without the two of them to anchor her, she felt totally alone. She wasn't part of anything anymore.

      Carissa gave herself a mental shake. She had to get out of this morose line of thought. It wasn't going to help anything. Nor was it going to change anything. She reached for the stash of napkins she kept stuffed in the space between the passenger's seat and the arm rest to dry her tears. Much better. After a couple more calming breaths, she didn't feel quite so alone anymore. She frowned and looked at the passenger side. Of course it was empty, but still... She felt like something...someone sat there next to her.

      She shook her head. This was silly. Except it wasn't. She'd felt the same presence before. It didn't feel like God so for the most part she feared it. The last thing she needed was an attack of evil spirits.

      Flashing red lights caught her attention. Carissa checked her rear view mirror and saw a police cruiser ease to a stop behind her. Relieved, she hopped out of the car to meet the officer.

      * * * *

      Quincy remained where he was in the car. Poor Carissa. He hated to see her beautiful face marred with tears. Unless he knew the possibilities of her meeting a man were great, he tended to stay away from her when she was highly emotional. Which brought him to why he'd popped in just now. He knew how much women loved men in uniform. Speaking of which, he needed to check out this latest prospect.

      Quincy remained in a seated position while he floated up through the roof of the car and turned around to watch Carissa's interaction with the cop. One look at Officer Smiley Face and he knew that the guy had serious potential. Carissa thought so, too, if the way she kept tucking her hair behind her ear was any indication. Quincy snapped his fingers and a thick file folder appeared in his hand. Keeping one eye on his charge, he leafed through the officer’s file.

      Officer Jorge Garcia. What the heck kind of name was “Jorge” anyway? It sounded far too much like “Whore Hey” for Quincy's tastes. A definite strike against the man. He was thirty-two. Far too young for Carissa's almost thirty-five. After all, everyone knew women matured faster than men.

      Quincy reconsidered the man. Why was he still on patrol duty at such an advanced age? According to his file, he'd joined the force just out of college eleven years ago. Ahh. Here it is. Insubordination. He'd been bumped back down to being a uniform after disobeying an order from a superior. It was just coincidence that his disobedience had saved the lives of twenty-four people. Quincy didn't want to split hairs. The man was an obvious screw up. Not right at all for his Carissa.

      No wife. No kids. He'd put all his efforts toward his career and rose through the ranks quickly. Except now he was right back where he'd started. Served him right for putting so many eggs in one basket. Hmm. Maybe all wasn't lost. It seemed an FBI buddy he'd made during the incident that ended in his demotion was trying to recruit him over to the federal side of things. That was no good. They always had to travel, those federal agents. If he and Carissa fell in love, she'd always be alone. That wasn't right for her. Quincy wasn't going to put her in that kind of situation. She may as well remain single.

      Quincy looked up from his file just in time to see Carissa share a smile with Officer Jorge. She held up her phone while he jotted something on his little notepad. Oh no, no, no. This would not do. He had to do something. Fast. Quincy unfurled his magnificent wings that no one outside the cupid plane could see, then planted himself between Carissa and Officer Smiley Face. Goodness. Didn't the man have any other expressions? No matter. Quincy pulled an arrow from the quiver on his back and tapped its tip against the cop's shoulder radio. The thing emitted a scratch, then a voice.

      “All available units, we've got a robbery in progress at Verdugo and Whitnall. What's your twenty?”

      The smile fell from the officer's face. He pressed the button on the handset. “This is unit twelve responding. Finishing up with a hit and run in the vicinity. Available to roll.”

      “Copy, twelve.”

      Officer Garcia turned to Carissa, his expression all business now. “I have your number if I need anything. The tow truck will be here in a bit.”

      Carissa nodded. “Thank you, Officer.”

      Quincy read through the report in the man's hand regarding the accident. With another touch of his arrow, the missing data filled itself in. There. No need for the man to ever contact Carissa again. He stood beside her and watched the policeman hop back in his patrol car. With lights flashing and sirens blaring, Officer Jorge sped away.

      All in a day’s work.

       Chapter 2

      Carissa stared at the clock on the bookshelf in her living room. A little after two in the afternoon and she felt like she'd aged ten years. While waiting for the tow truck to arrive, she'd called her boss to let him know what had happened and that she wouldn't be in that day. She had AAA so she was able to have the car towed to her preferred mechanic with less hassle than expected. Now she was just waiting СКАЧАТЬ