She stands up and once again, my brain stutters. She’s so tiny. At least a foot shorter than me and deliciously sexy withwide hips, narrow waist and thick thighs. Her full breasts are barely contained by a plain white collared shirt that skims her body and leads into dark blue dress pants and a pair of sturdy boots. It doesn’t matter that she’s wearing work clothes that any man could wear. It’s gloriously feminine on her tiny, curvy frame.
She’s not even wearing a stitch of makeup either. Her cheeks are pale and dusted with freckles that I’d bet the damn fire truck that she hates with a passion! Her plush lips are pale pink and full, her lower lip sensual and puffy. Begging for a man like me to devour them like a rabid animal.
“Uh-ummm. Hey, buddy. How about taking me to where the latest fire is?”
Standing up hastily, I grab my light jacket and slip it on, my whole body lighting up the closer to her I get.
“Of course. Come on.” We step out the door and she waits for me to slip past her and lead the way. Perry sees us coming and grins.
I just glare at him and he lifts a dark brow, his green eyes laughing at me.
“Shut up, fucker,” I snarl under my breath as we walk past him. He chokes on his laugh and skitters away.
Her eyes turn back to me and I get lost in the bright blue, counting the tiny green flecks in them. A dark brow lifts and I growl under my breath.
“Something wrong?” She asks me and I shake my head.
“Nope. All good.”
I lead her over to my dark SUV. “You need to get your car?”
She waves her hand. “No, that’s fine. Let’s just go. I’ll pick it up later at the mayor’s office. After all, she asked me to stay with her.”
My head comes up. “She asked you to stay withus?”
Her eyes dance at me over the top of the hood. “Yeah. She seemed to think it would work out better that way. Very convenient I think she said.”
Groaning, I slide into the car and start it. She drops into the seat next to me and I can taste her scent on the air. Faintly spice and vanilla. Like a luscious dessert that I’m dying to taste, devour.
Her blue eyes turn to me and she smiles. “Okay. Let’s do this.”
Sighing, I shift into gear and head out to the fire site from the other night. I can think of a helluva lot of things I’d rather do to this woman than drive her to a fire scene.
Like throw her down on my bed and run my tongue up and down those lush curves and sink inside her like she’s my salvation. Taste her sweet honey on my tongue as I lick her into delirious orgasm after orgasm.
My cock swells so hard that I hope to god she doesn’t look at my lap. There’s no way to hide the fucker.
This is going to be one helluva long ride.
CHAPTER 4
Mercy
Plodding through the still-smoking ruins, I glance back at the surly man who drove me out here. “You’re sure all the hot spots are out?”
He rolls his dark eyes and I’m debating the joys of slapping the sarcasm out of him. I’ve met a lot of men like him over the years. Never happy when a woman shows up to do a job that he reckons should have gone to a person with a dick not boobs.
But I’ve fought like hell to make my way up through the ranks and I’m not letting some hick lieutenant push me around.
My eyes trace the ground and narrow, following a trail that a two-year-old could spot. “Definite burn pattern. Got a nice trail.”
“Yeah. I saw that. I also smelled it.”
Wrinkling my nose, I sigh. “Yeah, hard to miss that.”
The outside of the building is barely hanging on and the big guy growls, you need to keep an eye on where your feet are. Be careful. This building is definitely not stable.”
Smirking at him, I continue my trek through the rubble. “You think this is a building?”
