WindSwept Narrows: # 11 Mariah

Mariah Peyton had spent years in college and med school. More years in the military on a medical ship in the Gulf. She didn't know what she was looking for, but a bright and shiny blonde elf in Christmas red crying in the back seat of a car at the gas pump, wasn't it.

She always found it amazing. Lower the zipper on the leather jacket, lean in a bit and the fool immediately forgot about the woman crying in his backseat.

When she meets the detective investigating the incident, she was very grateful for her concealed weapons permit.