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It could burn the entire building down!
“I’m okay!” Laurel shouted, finally tracking down her phone. She dialed 911. “I’m calling the fire department!”
“They’re already here,” he shouted back.
Already here?Goodness, how long had she been out of it doing?—
“You need to get out, Laurel!” Mr. Wilkins shouted.
Holy snickerdoodles!
Her apartment was on fire because she’d been doing… she’d been getting herself…
Fudge! I’m not wearing any pants!
She couldn’t open the door in her underwear, so she hurried to retrieve her sweats. The front door burst open before she’d reached them. Diving behind the couch, she crawled around to the other side, as firemen flooded the room.
She heard Mr. Wilkins shout, “My neighbor’s in there,” and knew she didn’t have time to pull on her sweats, so she snatched the throw blanket off the couch instead.
She’d barely finished wrapping it around herself before a fireman in full turnout gear appeared at her side. When he grasped her arm and hauled her to her feet, she yelped, struggling to hold onto the blanket.
“Ma’am, you’ve gotta get—” The fireman stopped abruptly. “Laurel?”
Goosebumps skated along her flesh. She whipped her head up to see Jake remove his helmet and yank off his mask.
Recognition and something else warred in his eyes. “We need to get you out of here.” He started to drag her to the front door, but her feet caught in the blanket, making her stumble.
She tried to unravel it, tugging and kicking at the material.
“Leave the blanket,” Jake ordered.
With no pants? I don’t think so!
Another second or two, and she’d be free.
“Laurel, now!” Jake snatched the blanket away, leaving her exposed from the waist down, save for a pair of tiny, bright red satin panties that Skye had given her for her birthday. Cartoon cats and the words “sex kitten” were printed all over them.
Jake’s gaze raked down her body, before traveling back up to meet hers. The heat smoldering in his eyes made her shiver despite the flames behind her.
Before she could utter a word, he slipped an arm through the straps of his mask and helmet, hoisted her off her feet, and carried her out of the apartment. He didn’t stop or put her down until they were completely outside the building.
Stuffing his gloves into the pockets of his jacket, he cradled her face. “Are you okay?” he asked in a gruff voice.
She nodded, shivering under his scrutiny, but it was the look in his eyes, not the cool air on her bare legs, that made her tremble. The worry she understood, but…
“Laurel, answer me.”
“I’m fine,” she confirmed. “I’m okay.”
“Thank fuck.” He kissed her without warning. Quick and hard.
She was a little dazed when their lips parted, so it took her a few seconds to notice he was looking down. The way his eyes were burning a hole through her underwear made her feel like she wasn’t wearing any at all.
“‘Sex kitten,’ huh?”
“Oh, my heck!” Mortified, she tugged down the front of her shirt to cover as much as she could, fully aware she was providing an unobstructed view of her back side to everyone else who was standing outside.
“You been holding out on me, sex kitten?” Jake asked with an amused grin.
