Strike a Match (No Match for Love Book 1) by Lindzee Armstrong

Author:Lindzee Armstrong [Armstrong, Lindzee]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: contemporary romance
Publisher: Snowflake Press
Published: 2016-12-25T16:00:00+00:00

Taylor spent the rest of the weekend in San Diego, trying to get the situation with Amy under control. The landlord had agreed to give Amy some time to come up with the rest of the cash if Taylor paid half the back rent immediately. In the end he caved. Amy needed him. She needed support and encouragement. If she had someone to look after her, he knew she’d improve.

And the San Diego Fire Department happened to have an opening.

On Monday morning he hung up the phone, not at all surprised that Kate didn’t want another date. It wasn’t like it had gone especially well, and his connection to her past had no doubt rattled her. What did surprise him was how much the realization he’d most likely never see Kate again disappointed him.

Tuesday morning, Taylor rolled out of bed at four-thirty and was to the fire station in time for his five a.m. shift. His best friend, Corey, was already in the kitchen, preparing breakfast casseroles for the guys. His dark hair was messy, the apron barely fitting around his muscled torso.

“Hey man,” Corey said, giving a head nod. “How was your weekend?”

“Unexpected and bizarre.” Taylor washed his hands in the sink, then started cracking eggs in a bowl. It wasn’t his turn for mess duty, but he didn’t mind helping Corey out.

“What do you mean?” Corey asked.

“I went on a Toujour date.”

“Oh yeah?” Corey raised an eyebrow. “I went on one, too. She was pretty cool, and we’re going out again. I haven’t had an awful date yet from them. What did you guys do that was so bizarre?”

“We went bowling. She beat me.”

“I’m not surprised. You suck.”

Taylor glared. “Not the point. The bizarre part was that I already knew her.”

“An ex?” Corey winced sympathetically. “That blows. Didn’t you recognize her from the photo?”

“Yes. But she isn’t an ex, and she didn’t recognize me.”

“Okay . . .” Corey dumped the sausage into the frying pan and it sizzled, steam rising toward the oven hood. “Are you going to make me keep guessing, or are you just going to tell me?”

“Remember my first fire?”

Corey squinted. “Vaguely. A house fire, right? Guy died.”

“Yes. And I told the widow.”

“I kind of remember that. She was super hot.”

“Yes.” Taylor raised an eyebrow meaningfully.

Corey’s eyes widened. “No.”

“Yes.”

“No!”

“When my matchmaker sent her profile over, I assumed Kate knew that I was the firefighter from that night and wanted closure or something. But she had no idea.”

Corey let out a whistle. “Wow. Talk about a rocky start.”

Taylor finished cracking eggs into the bowl and grabbed a whisk. “She was pissed at first. But then she relaxed, and she was pretty cool. Until a fire alarm went off.”

Corey winced. “Ouch.”

“Yeah. Grease fire in the kitchen. By the time I got it under control, she was gone. My matchmaker says Kate doesn’t want to see me again.”

“Can you blame her?”

Taylor grabbed the towel and flicked it at Corey, who jumped away, laughing.

“I’m just saying I can see where she’s coming from,” Corey said, and his smile faded.

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