Page 15 of Hot for the Fire Chief
As a firefighter my job was saving people. But I could cheerfully end this fucker to save my girl.
And sheismine.
I can still taste her on my tongue. My whole body is aching with the need to fuck her.
But I couldn’t. Not yet.
Doesn’t mean I didn’t want to.
I study her, picking at her food and grin. “Are you gonna eat that omelet or just pick at it?”
She huffs and pushes it away. “I’m not hungry,” she snaps.
All of a sudden my little ray of sunshine is a little testy and I know exactly why. She needs me as much as I need her.
She’s turned on and her little wriggles in her seat give her away. That’s good because my fucking hard-on is killing me. I want to bury my aching length inside her wet little pussy more than I want to breathe.
But not yet. I want her to beg me. I want her so hungry for me that she can’t stand it.
Her eyes drift left and she’s staring over my shoulder, her brows scrunched. I glance behind me. “What are you looking at?”
“I thought I saw Brandon.”
My head whips around and I stand up quickly, searching the little restaurant warily, angrily.
Her hand reaches out and tugs at my hand. “What are you doing?” She hisses.
“I knew that fucker was here.”
“What?” Her squeak has me turning around quickly. “Why would Brandon be here?”
“Because he’s a nut. He’s a user. Those kinds of guys don’t give up anything willingly or easily. He’s trying to claim your work.”
“Why? I haven’t seen him in forever.”
“Has your publisher announced the date for your book?”
“Yeah.”
“And it’s common knowledge that you haven’t turned it in yet.”
“Maybe. I mean his publisher knows my publisher so he might know.”
Snorting, I reach down and caress her narrow jaw. “He knows. Trust me. He knows and he knows why you’re here.”
“My editor knows. She and some friends suggested a vacation might help my writing.”
“Yeah, he knows. What an asshole.”
“Why would he do that? He’s the one that broke things off.”
“Because he can’t resist trying to get something else that he thinks he deserves out of you.”
“Why would he think he deserves anything?”
“Because he put in the time while you were writing. He thinks he’s entitled to something back for that.”
“I worked myself. He didn’t pay for anything for me.”
