Excerpt from www.Cupid
Allison slammed her hands on her desk. “Your ‘much better idea’ just landed me in hot water with Cupid! I’m sick of being called on the carpet because you can’t follow the rules and do your job within the parameters of the file you’re given.”
“Come on, Allie. The fact he proposed while she was throwing up after getting off the roller coaster and she accepted, ought to count for something. Think of the great stories they’ll have to tell their kids.”
She narrowed her eyes. The fact he still insisted on calling her by her college nickname told her he’d never live up the become the agent she, and Cupid, she quickly added, wanted him to be.
“Their future relationship is not our department. Shape up or I swear I’ll ship you back down to Flowers and Poetry. As much as you complained about being there, do you really want to go back?”
He stared at her. “No, ma’am. But you wouldn’t do that to me, would you?”
“Yes, I would. In a heartbeat.”