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“Yes, ma’am.” Anya disconnected the call. She scrolled through her phone to search for the number for roadside assistance.
A knock sounded at her window, and a scream erupted from her lips. Her phone flew into the air. She barely managed to grab on to it before it fell onto the floor. Holding it to her chest, she turned to see who was at her car.
“Do you need assistance?” a muffled voice asked through the closed glass.
Anya paused in place. She swallowed hard at the sight that greeted her. A tall, muscular man with big blue eyes stared back at her. Her gaze dropped down to the t-shirt that covered his well-sculpted chest.
LVFD.
Las Vegas Fire Department.
He was a firefighter.
She swallowed hard.
Oh boy.
“Hello,” she said, opening her door slightly. “My car stalled on me.”
“I can see that. The amount of smoke had me thinking there was a fire or something out here,” he replied with a wide grin.
“I’m going to call for roadside assistance. Hopefully, it won’t take long.” She returned his smile. He was a nice-looking man, and maybe Amina was on to something. She glanced over at the fire station but didn’t see any fireman coming out with their bare chests on display.
Disappointed, she turned her focus back on the one standing by her car.
“Why don’t you come inside the station and wait it out?” he suggested.
She gripped her phone to her and hesitated.
“I’m Max. Max Franco.” He held out his hand for her to shake.
Sliding her hand into his, she took it in a firm grip. “Anya. Anya Graham.”
“Well, Ms. Graham. We just finished cooking dinner, and I’m sure the fellas won’t mind a pretty lady like yourself joining us while you wait for a tow truck.”
From experience, she knew once she made the call, they would tell her the wait would be a couple hours.
Her stomach chose that moment to make itself known.
Max gave a chuckle. “I just took the last of the meat off the grill…”
“All right. You had me at food.” Anya giggled. She reached over and snagged her purse and stepped out of the car. She coughed a few times from the strength of the smoke in the air.
Looked like she was going to get her wish. If any of the other men inside resembled Max, she was going to be in trouble.
“Have you called yet?” Max asked.
Anya shook her head. She tilted it back to meet his gaze. She wasn’t blessed in the height department.
Short and curvy.
Max waved for her to follow him. “Perfect. You can call from inside.”
“I don’t want to intrude on dinner,” Anya began, but Max barked a laugh.
He slowed down his stride to match hers. The large building housed two huge bay doors where she was sure the trucks were parked. Her heart raced with the thought of going inside. This would be excellent research for her book.
“Ma’am, when we barbecue, we usually have enough food to feed an entire army. Come on inside.” He waved for her to follow him.
