Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
For the first time I had a hard time putting feelings aside and just doing the job. We broke down the front door and went in. The blaze hadn’t reached downstairs yet and right off the bat it was easy to see what kind of fire it was.
The flames kept mostly to the wall, which meant it could have something to do with the fireplace. The big issue was the smoke, which was barely kept out because of our masks. Which meant anyone without one was in deep shit.
I bounded up the stairs calling out her name, no longer caring about professional etiquette. It was hard to see in the blackened room but I used my training to find her.
Someone was behind me with the special light as others went about putting out the fire and safeguarding the downstairs so the shit didn’t spread.
The light flashed across her prone figure on the floor curled into herself and my heart must’ve stopped beating twice before I snatched her up and ran.
I dropped her outside in the snow and got to work breathing air into her lungs. She heaved and I pulled her up in a sitting position, patting her back as she coughed and retched.
Her face was a mess, with soot and tear stains, but when she looked up at me, all I saw were those lips and the pure whites of her eyes. We stared at each other and I had one of those moments that lying ass poets write about.
You know the one. Where all sound stops and the world seems void of everyone and everything else but you two. Yeah! Fuck me! What?
“You, this is all your fault.”
If we didn’t have an audience I’d pop her one. Ungrateful twit.
“How do you figure Pita?” I smirked when she lifted her brow at me.
“Pita, what is that?”
“For me to know and you to find out. Now let’s get you checked out by the EMTs. Since that mouth of yours is still going I’m guessing you’ll live another day to annoy the hell outta me.”
Was she as relieved as I was? Is that why she’s sniping at me? Same as what I’m doing with her? I wouldn’t know because she got up and went to let the EMTs look her over.
Once they proclaimed her fine with just a little minor smoke inhalation and she proclaimed her hate for hospitals and anything having to do with them, I figured that meant she wasn’t going.
“Don’t worry guys. I’ll take care of her.” She gave me a look and opened her mouth to say some shit that was bound to send my pressure soaring. I bared my teeth at her and gave her ‘the look’.
Don’t ask me what that shit was about, first time I ever used that particular combo, but it worked. She piped her ass down and turned and walked over to the rest of my team who were walking out of her house.
I didn’t know what the fuck she was saying to them because I was too busy wondering why I was so pissed that she was talking to them. Until they all turned to me. “Lieutenant?”
“What?”
“Can we?” The fuck!
“Can you what?” What the hell was she talking about over there? If that fuck Davis asked me if he could go out with her I’d kill his ass right here on her damn front lawn.
“Ms. Reese says she just baked a cake.” They all had puppy dog eyes, and though I wanted to tell them to get the hell back to the station, I had no excuse. Damn!
“Sure, I don’t see why not.” She was all smiles as she told them to follow her back there to the bakeshop, but the look she gave me was anything but friendly. Frank is the only one that didn’t go over since he was doing some more investigating of the scene.
He was training to take over my post as Lieutenant in a few months after I take over from the current captain who was retiring. I told myself I wasn’t going back there no matter what. Fucking trap.
I lasted five minutes if that. It wasn’t the sound of my men laughing that lit a fire under my ass. But just what the hell it is she could be doing to make them that damn happy.
That damn Tony’s probably ogling her tits, damn dog. What was she wearing again? Oh yeah, she was still wearing her coat over her sweats. She sure the fuck wasn’t when I walked in.
She’d tossed the coat to reveal the form fitting Vee-neck tee that hugged her tits and put them on full display. The shit was so tight I could see where it cinched in at her waist to flare out over her hips in the sweats that didn’t look like any sweats I’ve ever seen in my life.