Strike a Match by Fiona Riley

Author:Fiona Riley [Riley, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635550009
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2017-10-17T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Sasha drummed her fingers on the steering wheel as she sat outside the fire station and let her mind wander back to last week’s date. Everything had gone off without a hitch. Like, it couldn’t have gone better. And yet, it got better, twice before the night was over, and still it felt like a dream.

But it wasn’t a dream. She and Abby had spoken daily since the glassblowing date and they had plans to get together tonight after this ridiculous training session was over. She hated these things—they took up whole shifts and were boring and redundant. She’d much rather be fighting fires or hanging out with Abby.

The thought made her smile. She really liked Abby, enough so that she found herself thinking of her often. She had noticed a change in their interaction after that night; she’d been worried that maybe Abby was keeping her at arm’s length, but she had felt a real connection to her during that date. Especially toward the end when she physically connected with her on so many amazing levels. Abby was playful and funny, but she was smart and sarcastic and really, really sexy. Like super sexy. So far, Abby’d had no problem matching Sasha’s physicality or endurance in the bedroom department, which made Sasha want to see all the sides Abby had to show her.

She reached for her phone and shot off a quick text. Hey. Thinking of you. I’m looking forward to later.

Text bubbles popped up on the screen indicating Abby was writing back but they stopped and Sasha frowned. That was the absolute worst thing about texting—knowing a response was being drafted only to have it never sent.

Her phone rang.

“You’re pouting about the text bubble thing again, aren’t you?” Abby teased her.

“How do you know me that well already?” Sasha leaned back in her seat, resting her head on the headrest. She regretted ever telling Abby about that pet peeve.

“I can just imagine the frustrated forehead crease. That must have been agony.”

“Kick a gal while she’s down, why dontcha.” Sasha was glad Abby called, and she decided to tell her that. “I’m glad you called.”

“I’m driving—it was safer.” Abby paused. “Plus, I wanted to keep you on your text bubble loving toes.”

Abby’s sarcasm was one of Sasha’s favorite things about her.

“So, when does your shift start?”

Sasha could hear traffic sounds in the background when Abby spoke. “In about ten minutes.” She glanced at the clock on her dash to confirm. Yup. Time hadn’t stood still yet; she still had to do this class. “I would rather be doing just about anything right now.”

“Just about anything, huh?” Abby’s voice had that lilt in it that Sasha was growing to love. It was that little bit of subtle provocation that she somehow managed to sneak into all their conversations of late. Sasha lived for it.

“Or anyone,” she replied.

Abby hummed. “Anyone? That’s a pretty broad net to cast.”

“Well, I should be more specific.” Sasha cleared her throat. “I’d much rather be doing you than this.

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