Falling for the Firefighter by Jean Oram

Author:Jean Oram [Oram, Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781928198246
Publisher: Oram Productions

Josh let himself warm up in front of the fire before peeling off his snowsuit. The temperature had dropped outside over the past hour and a half and the wind was definitely too much for a helicopter, even though the flakes were no longer piling up in the same way.

“The storm isn’t letting up,” Connor said to the group.

“Are we here for the night?” Simone asked. Her arms were crossed under her chest, lifting and pushing in a way that pulled Josh’s attention. It made him realize that the men had been right—he’d developed a hunger for her. However, that didn’t mean it was going to go any further than that. She was prickly and didn’t want to let anyone close even though she kissed like an angel. A steamy, sexy angel who moved her mouth in heavenly ways.

Distraction, distraction…well, he could just ponder how judgmental she was. That would surely help him take his mind off of things. She was so determined. She hadn’t even asked for her friends’ support with her whole baby thing. Talk about a powerhouse holding her cards close. She didn’t just have walls, she had a moat, fire-breathing dragons, molten lava, and burning oil ready to take down anyone who dared think of lending her sympathy or support.

What kind of past had made her like that?

“We’re spending the night?” Hailey said with a yawn.

“Looks that way,” Finian replied, massaging her shoulders.

“It’ll probably clear up by morning,” Tristen offered.

“I hope so,” Simone grumbled.

“Better find someone warm and cozy up,” Connor said, aiming a sly grin at Josh.

Cozy up. His eyes drifted to Simone, who met his gaze with a glare. He tried to fight a smile, but it broke through anyway, defying his wishes.

“Come on, baby.” He held his arms out to her. “You know you want it,” he teased. “You know you want a real man to hold you at night.”

She made a disgusted sound in the back of her throat and turned on her heel. “Come on, Tigger. Let’s set you up with a bed.”

“I’m writing a letter to Santa with Evander. We’re not done yet.” She waved the half-written page as evidence.

Tristen’s daughter, Dot, who had been dozing in the window seat, said, “Is it warm upstairs yet?”

“Let’s check,” her father replied.

“Sleepover with Dot!” Tigger said, bouncing up, her letter forgotten.

Tristen and Evander moved up the stairs that led to a loft, to ensure the heater they’d set up was doing its job.

“Come on, Tigger,” Evander said. “Let’s get you settled. You’ll have to sleep in your clothes tonight.”

“Will Santa still come if we stay here?” Tigger called up the steps, not following.

Evander’s head appeared. “I don’t think Santa knows you’re staying here tonight.”

Tigger gave him a worried look and Josh stepped in, hoping Evander would be okay with his interference. “When I was a kid, Santa always left gifts for me at home even when we got snowed in at my grandma’s once. He won’t forget you.”

Noticing that she still had his phone, he held out his hand for it.

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