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She walked behind him, inconspicuously taking him in. She wished she was brave enough to snap a photo. If Amina were here, she’d make no qualms about it.
Hell, her friend would have him posing for her.
Anya shook her head and walked inside the brick structure. Laughter echoed through the building.
“The guys are in the back. Follow me. I’ll introduce you, then you can make your call.”
“Okay.” Anya cursed internally, her shyness creeping up.
Max must have sensed her hesitation. He chuckled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as if to make sure she didn’t turn tail and run. They entered into what looked to be a giant eating hall where about four hunky men all sat around in heated conversation.
“I’ll bet my next twenty-four-hour call that—”
The conversation ceased, and all eyes focused on Anya.
“Anya, this is the best fire and rescue squad in all of Nevada—”
“You’re damn right!” A guy with a low cut and close-shaven beard raised his red plastic cup.
Anya giggled, along with the amusement that went around the room.
“This is Anya. Her car broke down in front, and I, being the gentleman that I am, invited her inside to wait out the tow truck.”
“You said you were checking on the grill. How the hell do you come back with a pretty woman?” A tall black man stood from the table and walked over to them. “I’m Case.”
Anya smiled and shook his hand. “Anya.”
Case turned to the room and pointed to each man. “You have Knox, Anton, Dylan, and looks like you’ve already met Max.”
Anya nodded to each of them as they waved and greeted her.
Amina had missed out.
How the hell was each of them tall, muscular, and drop-dead gorgeous in their own way?
The author in her was already spinning a tale of a damsel in distress who was rescued by a group of firefighters. A reverse harem was in the making right before her eyes. She couldn’t wait to start jotting down notes.
“What’s wrong with your car? I could probably go look at it. I grew up working on cars.” Anton stood from the table.
“I don’t want to intrude on your dinner. I’ll just make the call and hopefully will be out of your way.” She really didn’t want anyone going above and beyond for her clunker outside. She had been told on more than one occasion to give up hope and buy a new vehicle.
“It’s no problem at all. My uncle’s shop is located not too far from here. I can give him a call for you. He’ll charge you a fair price.”
He held out his hand, and she dug in her purse for the keys.
“You all are just too nice.”
Anton scooped up the keys with a wink. He and Casey disappeared from the room
“It’s what we do. There’s not much going on today, so this gives us something to do.” Max chuckled. He motioned for her to follow him. He led her down a hallway where small offices were located. “You can go make your call in the office. There’s a restroom in there where you can wash your hands. Come out when you’re ready, and I’ll have a plate waiting for you.”
They paused outside a closed door. Anya didn’t know what to say. She was genuinely stumped on how quickly they had rushed to her aid.
“I don’t know how to thank you.” She hoisted her purse higher on her shoulder.
“We haven’t done anything yet.” Max shrugged. “Plus, we have an image to uphold. How would it look if we just left a woman in a broken-down car outside the station? Our lieutenant would have our asses.”
He opened the door and gently pushed her inside.
