And damn, it felt good.
II
Part Two
Flames
Chapter 18
The note next to the thermos of coffee told her everything she needed to know.
Went to CCFD HQ. Have a good shift! Noah.
His name had been underlined three times, and his phone number followed.
Erin shook her head to confirm it wasn’t a dream while she grabbed the cream and sugar. She’d had forty-eight hours of wild, aerobic, ridiculously fulfilling sex with Fire Chief Noah Baker. That man had haunted her for months with his standoffish attitude and icy blue eyes. Not only was he hella hot under the clothes, but he was amazing in the sack.
The coffee she was drinking seemed real enough. The kitchen clock warned her it was 0815. Her shift would start at 0900, and Captain Williams would not let any infraction pass. She was fairly certain her excuse “I’m late because the fire chief banged me hourly for the last two days” would not fly.
It didn’t give her much time for breakfast at home. She and Noah had subsisted on pizza delivery and Unbirthday cake. The cake had been pretty well demolished, and she had a brief flashback of licking off her fork as Noah licked off her clit. He was very good with his tongue… and hands… and everything.
She could meet the team for 830 breakfast before lineup. She checked her reflection in the mirror by the front door. Her naturally curly hair was pulled back in a tight oiled bun. A quick inspection of her neck above her uniform T-shirt revealed no hickeys. Hopefully, no one would notice her tan skin was pinker than usual, a telltale sign of being ‘handled.’
And the Chief would still be handling her if work hadn’t interfered.
Feeling renewed, she snapped a photo of the phone number only, avoiding his name, and picked up the coffee. She left her door with a spring in her step.
Her next-door neighbor was exiting too. A short blonde, Dr. Angela Something-or-Other, who worked at MetroGen, was leaving her apartment dressed in oversized scrubs. They rarely spoke beyond occasional conversations when Angela walked her dog.
Today, however, Angela needed help and didn’t know it. Erin wasn’t alone in getting laid this weekend, because Angela had bite marks—revealed by the unintentionally low cut top. If it was visible to Erin who was six inches taller, it would be visible to everyone else.
Erin never shied away from this type of thing. “Hey, umm, you should put a turtleneck on under your top.”
“A turtleneck?” the doctor sounded slightly suspicious.
“Yeah, sorry… you’ve got marks,” Erin indicated her own chest. Angela’s pale skin turned quite red, and Erin was thankful her skin didn’t do that. “Must have had a nice weekend with him. Or her? Them?”
“Him,” Angela confirmed. She started to go back into her house. “So, umm, thanks.”
“No problem. Better a weird neighbor like me tell you than you end up at work like that.” Erin didn’t want to go full on ‘unwanted advice/nosy neighbor’ and point out that if the doctor wore clothes that fit, it wouldn’t be an issue. The times Erin saw her walking the dog, Angela wore yoga pants and shirts which didn’t conceal her busty figure. The rest of the time she wore awful fitting, baggy mu-mus.
Then again, some guy had gotten a very close look at those curves.
Erin set off, laughing at herself. She was the self-fulfilling sex loop. She had sex and thought more about sex, even for random people. Which made her more energetic and horny again. Chief sex was sex on steroids.
She arrived at Firehouse 15 and went in the back door. Her morning non-sequitur with Angela only gave her less than fifteen minutes to eat before Captain No-fun called them for lineup. She took the back stairs up to the kitchen where her teammates were rolling in.
“Erin, sorry I didn’t call you this weekend,” Theo greeted her. “I totally forgot about your car. You should have called.”
“Why did you forget?” Kevin asked, pulling bagels out of the toaster. Carver was on cream cheese duty.
Theo blushed the same way Angela had. “Drew and I spent some quality time together. A lot of quality time together.”
“Tried every flat surface?” Kevin teased.
“And the ceiling,” Theo said and checked out Erin. “Wait a minute. You didn’t call me either. What were you doing this weekend?”
“Or who?” Kevin asked. “You’re glowing.”
