Cold Hearted Bastard: Firefighter Romantic Comedy by Logan & Logan Chance

Author:Logan & Logan Chance [Chance, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-08T16:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Olivia

You know how doctor’s offices have posters telling you all about how to get well and avoid being sick in the first place?

Plenty of rest, fluids, and healthy foods.

Bleh. Borrriiiinnnng.

You know what they should have? A poster that advises having mind-blowing orgasms with your local firefighter celebrity. This morning, I’m not only feeling a hundred percent better, I’m also pretty damn chipper.

All things on planet Bagina have been rectified. She’s orbiting fine.

I roll over and see the object of my affections, and cure-all to kid-flu, standing shirtless in his dark jeans slung low on his hips, as he sips steaming coffee by my bedroom window.

Now that’s a sight to wake up to. I take it all in and then silently curse myself because I’m full on gawking at him, memorizing every muscle and tattoo on his body.

I clear my throat to gain his attention.

“She awakes.” He smiles. “Feeling better?”

“Much. You have a magic touch. Thank you.”

“There’s coffee. Want some?”

“Mm, sure.”

He walks over and offers me his mug. He keeps his eyes on me as I lean in to take a sip. “Is that how you like it?”

I swallow a mouthful and nod. “Hot and just sweet enough to be good.”

A shy smile plays at the corner of his mouth. “I should have asked you out on a date months ago. After the night I first met you.” He leans in and kisses me, softly. “That guy back then was an idiot.”

I kiss him back and can’t quite believe that I have his mouth on mine. “Don’t you know that guy is fireproof?”

Kissing me, he manages to free the mug from my hands and then frames my face with his palms. “That guy is gonna fuck the shit out of you, right now.”

I pull him into me and his body slides over mine as he lands between my legs, kissing me with haste. His plump lips smother my skin in a scorching trail, starting at my mouth and running his course down my neck and breasts, until he retraces his steps and repeats the circuit.

I loll my head to the side so he can treat the opposite side of my neck to the same deliciousness. And that’s when his phone rings on the dresser near the door.

My thoughts are of the ignoring it kind, but Corbin sits up. “I need to get that.” He stands and crosses the room. When he retrieves his phone, he frowns at the screen. “Sorry,” he tells me. He turns away. “What’s wrong?” he says into the phone. “Right now?”

I can only hear one side of the conversation, but it doesn’t sound like we’ll be visiting the land of orgasms anytime soon.

“I’m on my way,” he says before he disconnects. He faces me with a hint of worry nestled deep in his irises. “Sorry.”

“Go,” I encourage him before he can say anything else. Whatever it is, it’s important.

He grabs his things, stopping quickly to kiss my forehead before rushing out the door. I wonder if that was work?

I leave the bed and shower before getting dressed.

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