Courting Pippa
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Courting Pippa is a heart-warming romantic-comedy. It is a surprisingly whimsical story that will leave you smiling days after you finish reading it.
Since joining the New South Wales' Rescue and Bomb Disposal Unit as a desk jockey, Pippa Mitchell has made a rule for herself: She will not date cops. Even her crush, Officer Paolo Joshua Domini, is off limits.
However, their friendship deepens to the point Josh calls upon his childhood friend, ex-girlfriend Abigail Senna to help sort out his feelings for Pippa.
His visit reveals that Abigail is dying with only a few months to live. Yet, typically, selfless, Abigail's concern is for him to experience life fully and to find lasting love.
After the time spent with Abigail, Josh is convinced it is time to pursue Pippa, the woman of his choosing. Would he be able to convince her to give him a chance?
Pippa continues to play hard to get and keeps him at arm's length, but he is drop-dead gorgeous, adorkable, and funny. Would she be able to keep resisting him? Or would she fall for his charm?
This tale of love and friendship is swoon-worthy. Get Your Copy of Courting Pippa Now.
Angelin Sydney
Before becoming a full-time author, Angelin Sydney was one of the most prolific contributors to fanfiction and fictionpress where her compelling style of story-telling had strong followings. She was a journalist for a daily business paper in the Philippines. Since moving to Australia many years ago, she has had numerous incarnations. She was a banker, insurance seller, housing loan broker, home-stay mother to hundreds of international students, small business operator, casual kitchen hand and a nanny. She’s really been around. Her most consistent role, however, is being a mother to four wonderful people. Sadly, one of them has gone ahead, leaving her to write stories to help others to heal, laugh, hope, and continue to dream. In all honesty, the only thing active about her is her imagination. It is as fertile as the rice fields of the Philippines where she was born. About Her Stories They are original, funny, swoon-worthy, and thrilling to the core. She’s the self-styled queen of romantic comedy and romantic thriller. Follow her on Twitter: @Angelin_Sydney and Instagram: writingangel
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Courting Pippa - Angelin Sydney
1: She Faints, He Catches
PIPPA, THE NEWBIE, has been at her desk since seven in the morning. She considers herself lucky to be working for the NSW’s Rescue and Bomb Disposal Unit based in Alexandria, Sydney. It is one of seven specialist police units within the State Protection Group (SPG).
Here, the days are never boring, and the pay is better than in most places, for someone just twelve months out of Year 12 anyway. And as far as she could tell, even just five days into the job, it’s a relatively female-friendly workplace, despite being largely male-dominated.
The upside—and this is the clincher—is that she works with mostly super-fit men who are good-looking to boot. And the bonus? Many of them are single, or so they claim. What’s not to like?
It has been a slow day, the sort of day they all hope for but don’t often get. Unfortunately, two hours before the end of her shift, just when she is wondering about the chance of a girls’ night out, she has to dispatch Rescue Unit Three to defuse a domestic emergency. It involves a man threatening to throw his three-year-old boy out a third-storey window following a dispute with his ex. So, to say the day could end badly is an understatement.
It happens to be Joshua’s day-off. The young, nerdy bomb disposal expert, the pup of the Rescue and Bomb Disposal Unit, is at HQ to retrieve some personal stuff; mainly his laundry. Passing by Pippa’s desk on his way to the locker room, he gives her a casual wave of acknowledgement. She nods and gives him a beaming smile while at the same time speaking on her headset.
She forces herself to focus on the call, pushing the thought of her secret to the back of her mind. Nightly, she tells herself she is not in love with Josh. How could she possibly love someone she hardly knew? Really, how? Not possible.
I’m just in lust, she tells herself. Yeah, keep telling that to yourself. If you say it often enough, you might start to believe it.
This is the sort of ongoing mental conversation she has had since meeting the chiselled, dimpled Australian-Italian officer at work. Five days on, she is beginning to wonder whether this kind of internal tête-à-tête is good for her mental health. She wonders how long it has to go on before she is technically certifiable.
Inside the locker room, Josh gathers his uniforms to take them to the laundry. He has been living solo since his mum left for Italy a year ago, for which the twenty-two-year-old is eternally grateful. Imagine coming to work and being the butt of endless jokes. ‘You ought to leave home, mate—if you hope to find a girlfriend.’
If it were up to Momma Domini, he would be living in Milan, but alas he is too settled in his country of birth and wouldn’t move away from Sydney’s Italian community of Leichhardt. She, on the other hand, has her own mother to worry about.
In the course of a year, he went from a pampered only child who didn’t know ladle from spatula to one wholly responsible for himself. Although he works long hours and is often overtaken by utter exhaustion, he nevertheless keeps his apartment clean and makes his own meals. Certain things like the laundry, however, just have to be outsourced.
As he passes through the corridor, duffel bag in hand, he overhears Pippa giving information to Constable Graham King, Unit Three’s very efficient Team Leader. He stops in his tracks to watch her, out of curiosity.
He has not seen her at work. Correction, he has seen her, but not really observed her or taken any genuine interest. So, using his peripheral vision, he watches Pippa do her thing.
She is surrounded by three computer screens, each giving her live updates and a steady stream of need-to-know information. With the Bluetooth headset firmly on her head, she listens to a gaggle of noises and voices all speaking at once. Fingers fly over the keyboard, mining for information and typing as fresh details come to hand.
Suddenly, she stands up and starts pacing. Josh can tell from where he is standing that the situation has escalated. It strikes him how emotionally invested she is in the people involved in the unfolding drama. She cups her hands to her mouth to keep herself from shouting, closes her eyes and whispers, ‘Oh gosh...’
Her shoulders sag. She is hardly coping with not being able to do something. Anything. He knows the feeling. How often has he stood back, watching from a safe distance, as someone in his Unit tackles a bomb threat? The feeling of helplessness can be draining.
He doesn’t take his eyes off Pippa, who continues to pace. Back and forth. Back and forth. He surprises even himself when without an invitation, he grabs an extra headset from the drawer and puts it on so he can listen as well. At that moment, they lock eyes.
Almost instantly, she sees the world in technicolour and hears a musical score in the background.
He blinks, breaking the cosmic connection. She returns to her present reality in haste. Tension builds. She inhales and exhales too rapidly, as people are wont to do when under duress. Without speaking, he takes both of Pippa’s hands. She squeezes them as the domestic situation intensifies into high drama.
Then out of the blue, a high-pitched voice yells into their headsets. ‘He’s tossed the boy.’
The newbie faints, dropping like a sack of potatoes. Fast as Flash, Josh catches her on the way down and sits her in her high-backed chair, then takes over the monitoring of the call.
AT THE CRIME SCENE, witnesses gasp in horror as the child is hurled out the window to meet certain death—or would have if Unit Three were not there to prevent it from happening. The mother is mute with severe shock.
Pippa comes to five minutes later, wondering what the heck happened. Josh grins at her, dimples marking his handsome face that reminds her of a young Andy Garcia, just taller and yes, with gorgeous to-die-for dimples.
‘Everything’s fine,’ he says with a hint of teasing. ‘I caught you on the way down.’
She reddens and palms her face with self-disgust, embarrassed to death. ‘I’m so sorry.’
Deep breaths, she reminds herself.
He watches her with unconcealed amusement. Upon recovering her composure, she asks, ‘What happened to the toddler?’
‘He’s fine; Todd was one floor down. He caught the boy as he sailed through the air.’
‘Oh, my G,’ she exclaims, beaming. She jumps up, hugs him in relief, absolutely delighted with the outcome. Taken aback, young Josh doesn’t know whether to hug her back; well, more like he can’t decide if he should. Think potential sexual harassment.
So, he awkwardly pats her on the back. ‘There, there,’ he says.
TODD IS STILL DANGLING from a rope with an inconsolable child in his arms, waiting to be hoisted up and pulled in. Severe rope burns and the savage impact on his back as he slammed into the wall will result in painful bruising, but that’s nothing compared to the vicarious joy he is feeling for saving a life. The toddler clings to his neck terrified and traumatised, but very much alive.
On the street, the crowd cheers, clapping and hooting as the father is led to the police wagon followed by a posse of police officers. The long-suffering mother is bundled into an ambulance, waiting to be reunited with her child.
THE SAVE IS FOLLOWED by a flurry of activities. Pippa retakes control from Josh, not to mention her emotions, senses, and mental faculties, which inexplicably abandoned her a moment ago.
She asks the responding EMS, ‘Where are you taking the child?’
Far from finished, she still has to collate all the notes, gather all the incident recordings, and coordinate with other emergency services.
Josh stays back, making himself comfortable on a chair next to Pippa. Picking up a pen, he doodles cute little flowers as he eavesdrops on the conversation, then secretly hides the daisy doodles in her pen holder.
Sitting by her side, he realises she does her job without so much as a pat on the back; whereas the squad, working as a team, at least get to backslap each other for a job well done. He resolves that from here on he will acknowledge her and say, ‘Well done’ when they wrap up.
‘Copy that,’ she says when told to send crime technicians to process the crime scene. Everyone has wound down except Pippa. She is still tying up loose ends. Respect forms in Josh’s consciousness for this delicate-looking young woman. He is pleasantly surprised at her efficiency. Notwithstanding the fact she fainted at a crucial point during the emergency; her dedication to her job and to her fellow emergency workers is still to be commended. He looks at his wristwatch. It’s nearly time for Pippa to clock out, too.
He voices the first thing that comes to mind, ‘Would you like to debrief that call with me?’
Pippa turns and looks as though she has only just realised that he is still sitting next to her. She searches his eyes and translates the question. ‘Are you asking me out for coffee?’
‘Yeah, I am,’ he replies. He hasn’t noticed it before, but now he is acutely aware there’s a certain loveliness about her.
2: What Just Happened?
JOSHUA WAKES UP TO MUSIC—always. He doesn’t like the idea of waking up to the trilling sound of an alarm clock; in his mind, it’s so primitive. The song is John Denver’s Perhaps Love.
He listens to it as though for the first time. He stares at the ceiling, stretches out on his bed, his arms above his head, his chest rising and falling.
The song is about love, comparing it to a resting place, a shelter from the storm. He hums along to part of the lyrics. ‘It exists to give you comfort. It is there to keep you warm, and in those times of trouble...’
The song is too depressing considering his loveless state. He forces himself to get up, pads quietly to the toilet to do the first business of the day, then heads for the kitchen to help himself to strong coffee. The song continues playing, confronting him about his single life. He is entranced by the poetic lyrics. The very last line of the song, ‘My memories of love will be of you’ makes him contemplate who that you might be.
‘Perhaps Love’ is just one of several hundred songs on his iPod. He has listened to it countless times before, but now it seems to bear new meaning. He exhales and shuts his eyes.
What the hell just happened?
Josh drags himself to the shower to scrub off the residue of his angst. Just last week his life was in perfect equilibrium, a delicate balance of work and play; care-and-fancy-free.
These past few days, however, he has become unhinged. After coffee with Pippa that fateful day, he is caught unaware. The mixed feelings and confused thoughts are intimidating.
Do I move forward? Do I pull back? Ah, déjà vu.
Not too long ago he had this conversation with a beautiful, vivacious blonde: ‘Yeah, I thought about it. I’m not ready for weekends away.’
He gets out of the shower still unsure about what he wants out of life. At any rate, he is determined to carry on pretending nothing has changed, but clearly, something has. He is slightly disappointed to find Basil at the dispatcher’s desk instead of Pippa.
‘Morning, Bas.’
‘Hey, Josh. Ready for a busy day?’
‘Always,’ he says with pretend cheerfulness.
He heads straight for the locker room, where Sam and James are having a go at each other. There’s no escape when they’re like this, he thinks. He hopes they won’t notice him, but that’s really hoping for too much.
He is just reaching for his sweatpants when James asks how he spent his day off. If he admits he spent part of it with Pippa, he won’t hear the end of it, so he gives them a safe answer. It was true anyway: ‘I took my washing to the laundromat.’
‘Whoa, how much washing did you have?’ teases James.
Josh smiles and just says, ‘If you need me, I’ll be at the workshop. Robot’s needing some TLC.’
James and Sam look at each other and communicate through telepathy. Something’s up. The two follow him down to the basement.
‘Spill,’ says James.
Joshua looks at the ceiling. It’s becoming his favourite object. The three of them stand around waiting for someone to open up.
Finally, Josh sits down on a stool in front of the bomb-sniffing robot’s scattered pieces, and cryptically says, ‘I don’t know what hit me.’
‘Ah, okay. We can help, we’re the experts,’ says Sam.
When Joshua, the quick-witted nerd, doesn’t come back with repartee they know it’s bad.
James picks up the conversation. ‘Let me guess. Pippa?’
‘How’d you know?’
‘Unit Two.’ Of course, no surprises there. Nothing is secret or