Desperately Seeking Fireman by Jennifer Bernard

Author:Jennifer Bernard
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2013-12-11T06:00:00+00:00

AN UNPLEASANT BANGING woke Nita from vaguely disturbing dreams about tsunamis and sand castles.

“Nita! Nita Moreno!”

Ugh, it was the senator’s deep, carrying voice, the voice that didn’t even need a microphone to speak to a crowd of thousands. When he called for her in that angry tone, it meant that he’d screwed something up and needed her right away. That tone meant stress, panic, adrenaline.

She sat up with a jolt, horrified at the thought of her boss catching her in bed with a man.

Except there was no man in her bed.

Right. She’d feigned exhaustion, then dropped off to sleep. Then she’d woken up when he’d tried to tiptoe out of the room. Panicked at the thought of never getting to make love with him again, she’d lured him back to bed, where they’d explored every inch of each other’s bodies and she’d come twice more, once under the skillful stroking of his tongue, once at the touch of his fingers.

He was too skillful. It made her nervous. They’d fallen asleep again, and he must have left sometime after that.

Thank goodness he had, because the senator was in a mood.

“This statement is shite,” he growled as soon as she threw on a robe and opened the door.

“It’s perfect.”

He waved the pages in the air, then violently crumpled them in a ball and tossed them on the floor. Then he stomped on them.

“You do realize that’s just one copy,” she said dryly. “The original’s on my computer.”

“I can’t go out there and say those words.”

“Which ones? ‘I’m sorry?’”

He stormed to the window. “I’m a state senator. A senator! Apology is a sign of weakness. Can’t I just regret if someone was offended?”

“That’s not going to cut it.”

“It’s my private life! I’ll go as far as apologizing if someone was offended, but that’s all.”

“Very gracious of you. I’m sure your constituents will appreciate that.” Nita felt a slow rise of disgust. Did everything have to be a word game? What would Jeb do in this situation? He was a fire captain. Would he think apologizing made him “weak”?

“Don’t get rude with me. Now rewrite that garbage statement and book me a helicopter. I want off this island.”

A spitting rain, pushed by gusts of wind, clattered against the windows. Nita folded her arms over her chest, pulling her robe tighter around her. “No.”

“What?”

“The statement is fine. It’s what you need to say. Anything less and you’ll be crucified. I’m not changing it.”

“Damn it, Nita. You work for me. That means you do what I tell you.”

“I’m not your servant.” She was starting to tremble. “I’m your press secretary. You hired me for my expertise.”

“I hired you for your demographic profile,” he snapped. “Now fix the statement.”

A chill rippled through her, rooted her to the floor. He’d hired her because her family was Mexican? Was that it? The sum total of five years of hard work and brutal hours? Did he really think so little of her? The icy cold feeling transformed into hot, molten rage.

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