I'm With Cupid by Anna Staniszewski Read Free Book Online

doing the best I can!” he barked. Then he cleared his throat and gave her a forced smile. “Okay. You two just sit tight until I can find the answer.”
    â€œSit tight?” Lena cried. “I’m a cupi d !”
    â€œMatchmaker,” Marcus corrected.
    â€œWhatever you call it, this is insane! I can’t deal with this stuff when I have an audition tomorrow.”
    â€œGive me a day, and I will straighten this out,” Eddie told her. “I’ll make sure you won’t get any assignments until things are back to normal.”
    Lena shook her head. “But what about Mrs. Katz? She’s supposed to be dead!”
    â€œThe love boost must have given her soul a little more energy, but it is temporary. It’ll all sort itself out.”
    â€œWhat if I hurt someone again like I did with that woman?” Marcus’s voice wobbled. “I almost killed her.”
    â€œShe will be fine,” Eddie said, but he didn’t sound very convincing. “That should have never happened. Your power is designed to work only on the person it’s intended for, and it can only be transferred when you are focused on your target. What happened today was a fluke.”
    â€œIf it happened once, can’t it happen again?” Lena asked.
    â€œKid, I will fix this,” Eddie said flatly. “Give me a day.” Then he hopped on his Segway and sped off, almost like he couldn’t wait to get away.

Chapter 8
    â€œI can’t believe he just left us here!” Lena said, staring after Eddie as he disappeared around a curve.
    â€œMaybe we should kind of, um, stick together the next couple of days until this is all figured out.” Now that Marcus was finally spending time with Lena again, he wasn’t going to blow it. Even if it was under such crazy circumstances. Besides, how was he supposed to deal with all of this by himself?
    Lena shook her head. “No way. I can’t go around pretending to make people fall in love.”
    â€œWhat do you mean pretending ?” Marcus asked. “What I do is as real as what you do.”
    â€œNo offense,” she said, tucking her hair behind her ears, “but death is a real, biological thing. Love is…well…”
    Marcus’s mouth sagged open. “Are you telling me you don’t believe that love exists?”
    â€œOur brains might think it does, but that’s only chemicals tricking us into feeling things. It’s not real. Trust me. My dad studies this stuff. He knows.”
    Marcus couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “What about my grandparents? They were married for forty years, and they were the happiest people I knew.” Grandma had died when Marcus was seven, so he didn’t remember much about her, but he did have memories of his grandparents always smiling when they were together. And Grandpa still talked about Grandma Lily all the time. That had to be the real thing, right?
    Lena shrugged. “Their brains were really good at making them think that.”
    â€œSo what I do—what all matchmakers do—is a joke?” Marcus cried. He never thought he’d be yelling at the girl he had a crush on, but he couldn’t stop himself.
    Lena seemed to think his question through for a moment. “No,” she finally said. “Obviously, you take it really seriously. It’s…it’s not for me, okay? So the sooner we figure out how to reverse this whole mix-up, the better.”
    She clearly didn’t want to argue anymore, and Marcus didn’t either. He was pretty sure Grandpa’s book would strongly frown upon yelling at your date.
    â€œI should go,” Lena said, heading back toward the park entrance.
    â€œWhere are you going? Shouldn’t we at least call the hospital and make sure Olivia is okay?” He reached into his pocket before remembering what had happened with Caspar. “Oh. I don’t have my phone with