Dallas Fire & Rescue: Perfect Match (Kindle Worlds Novella) (Burning Lovesick Book 3) by Lyssa Layne

Author:Lyssa Layne [Layne, Lyssa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2017-05-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Paul

Dallas is hot and I don’t like it. The only heat I appreciate is that coming from a fire, not the weather. That’s what I need to keep reminding myself. I used to live and breathe for fire, watching it grow, being the boss that it is, destroying buildings, melting away its exterior, and then I would swoop in and extinguish it. It was the best feeling in the world… until I met Mariana. The way I used to feel about fire is how I feel when I watch Mariana move around our apartment or how it feels to have my arms wrapped around her. Now that I can’t have that, I’ve got to find that original burning desire of mine or else I’m going to be without the girl and without a job.

The fire crackles around me in the burning house I’m standing in. Five hours into this training, miles away from our station and my home, and I haven’t learned anything that wasn’t covered in basic fire school. I haven’t quite figured out if Murph decided to send me here to either scare me into quitting or if he honestly feels like I’ll learn something. Shaking my head, I aim the hose at the base of the fire, tuning out the directions coming over the radio. The way I see it, the sooner I get this fire out, the sooner I can get out of this training.

Slowly, the passion I remember from when I first became a firefighter vibrates in my chest. I smile as the fire diminishes and smoke takes its place. Maybe I was all wrong about Murph, maybe he knew I just needed to be reset and that’s why he sent me here. My grin grows to the size of Texas as the fire is completely gone and I make my way out of the building. I pull off my mask and toss my helmet to the ground, proud of my work inside.

“What’s this?”

A hand brushes at the shoulder of my coat. I glance down to the owner of the arm. A dark haired firefighter grimaces at me, his blue eyes alive with their own fire. His turnout coat reads “Chandler” as his last name and the expression on his face isn’t inviting. Essentially, nothing new to me since my own crew reacts to me the same way.

“What’s what?” I ask, narrowing my eyes, confused at what he’s talking about.

“The chip on your shoulder.”

He shakes his head and turns away from me. I look at my shoulder one more time then walk after him, calling to him but he ignores me. Picking up the pace, I get closer to him and grab his arm. He turns around and scowls.

“What are you talking about, man?” I repeat now that I have his attention.

“You came here for training but you didn’t listen to a thing the lieutenant said.”

I shrug and cross my arms. “It was a basic house fire, same thing you learn on day one of fire school.

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