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“How are we doing?”

“Wonderful, Sir.”

“Close your eyes and rest.” He brushed a kiss over her forehead as she snuggled into his arms.

She’d done so well tonight. Her reactions were a little more than he’d been expecting and wonderful for the play they did. Rafe was happy with everything. Maybe next week they’d move up to a little more.

Chapter Seven

Brianna yawned as she watched her class during lunch on Monday. She couldn’t seem to wake up this morning.

“Late night?” Ruby, one of her fellow teachers, asked.

“Not really.” More like erotic dreams keeping her hot and bothered.

“You need to get a life.”

She didn’t take offense at Ruby’s words. “Not all of us can find the love of our lives.” Ruby had found her soulmate a few months ago. Brianna tilted her head. Had she found hers in Rafe?

Too early to be thinking like that. They’d barely started a relationship outside of the club. Brianna grinned. Rafe had called her twice yesterday to see how she was after their scene. He was so protective and concerned.

He’d laughed when she’d told him so. Her blood heated, remembering their conversation.

“What are you thinking? You’re blushing,” Ruby said.

“None of your business.”

Ruby laughed. The bell rang, and they ushered their kids back into their classrooms. Brianna, feeling a little distracted, decided to let the kids do art this afternoon, since it gave her a chance to get her thoughts in order.

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Rafe stepped out of his firefighting gear and stowed it. It had been a busy week, and it was only Wednesday.

“That’s the third call today,” Tim said as they made their way upstairs.

“At least they’ve been fairly easy. Two medicals and one minor fire,” Rafe commented. He was glad the calls this week had been fairly easy. No more suspicious fires, at least for now. Rafe sat on the sofa and pulled out his phone.

Brianna had been on his mind the last few days. They’d talked on Sunday but not since then. He decided to text her.

Rafe:Hi, sweetheart, would you be interested in dinner tomorrow night? I get off at six.

He glanced at his watch. It was almost four. Maybe she was done with her kids and could get to her phone. Damn, he was never this impatient, but he wanted to hear from her. His phone pinged.

Brianna:Sure. Why don’t you come to my place, and I’ll cook. If you’re too tired when you get off tomorrow, just let me know.

Rafe:We can go out. I don’t want to make you cook.

Brianna:It’s nothing. I’m not a fancy cook, so it will be easy. What time will you get here?

Rafe:Seven, if all goes well.

Brianna:That works for me. Text me when you leave, so I know you’re on your way.

Rafe:Will do.

“I see that satisfied grin. Date with a woman tonight?” Tim teased him.

“Tomorrow.” Rafe rubbed his hands on his pants. He couldn’t wait to see Brianna again.

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