Broken Protocol (Smoke & Bullets) by A.R. Barley

Author:A.R. Barley [Barley, A.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2018-02-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“You filthy slut.” Alex gave Luke a broad wink as he flopped himself down on one of the chairs in the firefighters’ lounge. There was a floral couch in the ambulance bay for the paramedics’ private use, but he’d been coming upstairs more often since he started dating Troy. “Someone didn’t go home last night. Were you partying with Finn? They say blonds have more fun.”

“Who says that?” Luke asked.

“You do.” Alex flushed. “And all my sisters.”

“It’s practically the family motto,” Troy said. “I think they have it embroidered on a crest somewhere.”

Blonds might have more fun, but Luke had a thing for big sexy redheads. Not that he was going to tell Alex about it. Not when he didn’t know what it had meant or if it would happen again. It’s not like they’d sworn their troths and pledged to be boyfriends or even besties. Dante might want him for the night, but that didn’t mean their relationship had any long-term staying power. They hadn’t even set up a second date.

And Luke?

He’d wanted Dante for so long the desire was like a comfortable old sweatshirt at the back of his closet, one he knew he should have tossed out years ago but just couldn’t bring himself to throw away, but he couldn’t let Alex find that out. Not if he wanted a real chance with Dante.

“It had to have been Finn,” Alex said, clearly pleased with his own deductive work. “He’s cute for a cop.”

Troy flexed in a way that was probably supposed to make him look intimidating. It worked. Then again, he was badass ex-military. He was intimidating even when he was just standing around. “If that’s your thing.”

Alex chuckled. “Don’t worry, big guy. I’m not into cops. I’m more into big, dark hero types with a tendency to look before they leap.” He shrugged. “I’m funny that way.”

“Hilarious,” Luke agreed. How the hell did Alex know he’d been out the night before? “Did I forget to take off my eyeliner?”

He wiped his eyes on the back of his hand, but nothing came off. Shit. He was going to need to hit the bathroom to wash it off before any of the less tolerant firefighters spotted it. The captain ran a tight ship—he didn’t put up with bigotry—but he couldn’t be everywhere at once. Some of the guys could get feisty when his back was turned.

Alex grinned. “You don’t have anything on your face. I’m just psychic.”

“Asshole.” Luke glared at him for a long moment before turning toward the older, more responsible of the pair. Troy still had his badass expression on, but there was something weird happening at the corners of his lips. “Do you have any idea what he’s talking about?”

“Nope.” Troy held perfectly still for a long moment. His eyes practically glowed and he slapped a hand over his mouth. The bastard was laughing like some school kid who’d just discovered fart jokes.

Asshole.

There was a long minute and then Alex took pity on Luke. “It’s your pants.

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