Charge to My Line by Lani Lynn Vale

Author:Lani Lynn Vale [Vale, Lani Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781508937517
Amazon: B00UC5UZVM
Barnesnoble: B00UC5UZVM
Publisher: Lani Lynn Vale
Published: 2015-04-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

I feel a sin coming on.

-T-shirt

Torren

Two months later

“Come take your woman home,” Cleo growled into the phone.

I looked at my watch, gauging the time and grimaced.

“I’ve got another fifteen on shift, and then I’ll come get her. What’s going on this time?” I asked, smiling like a dipshit.

“She won’t get out of my bed,” he answered grumpily.

I shook my head. “Okay, did Rue pick her up or did she drive herself?”

Rue and Tru had made fast friends in the past two months and their relationship had grown stronger than in the year they’d know each other. Tru needed it. Especially since Iliana had gotten more and more distant.

More often than not, Tru stayed over at my place if I was off, and Rue and Cleo’s place if I wasn’t. Very rarely did she stay at her place, and when she went by her apartment, Iliana’s boyfriend was there. And when the boyfriend was there, the piece of shit was there, too.

Which inevitably had put a strain on Iliana and Tru’s relationship since I sure as hell didn’t want her over there when I wasn’t. Iliana couldn’t understand the problem between the two, finding it hard to choose her long term boyfriend over her long term best friend.

Not willing to put her into that situation, Tru just stayed away. Only going home long enough to change or pick something up that she needed.

“Rue picked her up. She’s been here since she got off work over three hours ago.” Cleo growled.

I suppressed the urge to laugh my ass off.

Cleo and Rue were still pretty new, only having been married for going on half a year. He was also a flight medic who worked a lot of hours, getting time off so rarely that he wanted to spend it with his woman. Not his woman’s new best friend.

However, he knew Rue was happy, and he’d do just about anything for her happiness. Even have her friend over when he wanted his wife. Alone. In the bed that they were currently occupying.

“Okay, well I’ll get there as soon as I can,” I answered, earning myself a grunt of acknowledgement before he hung up.

However, I knew in the next moment that I’d be an hour and a half at least. And that was if I was lucky.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The tones dropped, and we were up and moving.

“Medic one. Engine one. You’re needed on East Dam Road. Two vehicle accident. One car reported to be hanging over the side of the bridge,” the dispatcher’s voice called through the radio’s speakers.

There were two types of calls. Bullshit calls. Ones that are utterly absurd, yet they’re the ones we get three quarters of the time.

Hangnail on your right finger? Call an ambulance. Oh, you’re chest has been hurting for four days, and you’ve just now decided to call 911…at three in the morning? Or…now this is my favorite…the ones where you get a call and you see the passengers of a wreck walking around, joking and playing. However, as soon as we roll up, they’re suddenly all ‘oh, my back hurts.

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