Talk Flirty to Me by Livy Hart

Author:Livy Hart [Hart, Livy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: audiobook, older brother’s best friend, second chance romance, reunited lovers, firefighter, family, bro code, bromance, mayor, scandal, small town, romantic comedy
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2022-05-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Sam

After a fitful night’s sleep, I’m operating on adrenaline and fumes. My body isn’t hungover, but my brain sure is. Thoughts of Piper hijacked my dreams last night, keeping me in a perpetual state of unresolved frustration.

I wake up hard after a particularly vivid one of her in those knee-high boots she wore to the station, but a glance at my alarm clock tells me I have no time to wrestle my conflicting thoughts on whether I should indulge the fantasy.

Because today is the day.

My first speaking event as a mayoral candidate. My speech is ready; clothes are dry-cleaned. Game time.

I grope on my bedside table for my phone and come up short. My jeans on the ground are phone-free, too. A sweep of the house proves pointless. It’s nowhere to be found.

Retracing my steps leads me right back to Jane’s van. A place I both desperately want to return to and also can’t think about without a chasm of anxiety opening in my stomach.

Despite what my body is screaming at me, Piper and I absolutely can’t go there again. Caleb would kill us both, and I can’t risk fucking it up by so much as holding hands with his sister. Our friendship is the most important one I’ve ever had, and we’ve already gone down that road, crashed, burned, rebuilt, and here we are. Him making me Kat’s godfather symbolized that we’re back to a place of trust.

And as Piper will undoubtedly point out, our working arrangement only works if we keep professional boundaries. So really, the reasons why not to give in to the mind-melting lust I feel when she’s around are numerous.

I shouldn’t be responding to her closeness like a horny teenager. Our jobs right now are hard enough without complication. And if anything were to happen between us, there’s no way her mother would endorse me. It’d look like blatant nepotism. If we started officially dating, or got serious—

Whoa. The fucking leap my brain is capable of when I’m wound up like this.

Maybe I think about kissing Piper, taking her full bottom lip in my mouth, gripping that soft space above her hips, and pulling her body against mine. Definitely thought about more than that last night, and she fueled it by feeding me that torturous showerhead fantasy. But dating isn’t even a possibility. Anything that threatens that status quo has to be put out with the recycling.

My phone has to be in the van, but there’s nothing I can do about that right now. I throw on my clothes and prepare a pot of coffee. While it brews, I flip on the television and plop down on the couch to pull on navy dress socks to match my pants. Diffused light streams through the window as the eight o’clock news returns from commercial break.

“Local firefighter and mayoral candidate Sam O’Shea, lauded last week as the wunderkind to bring fresh perspective to Roseborough politics, brings something else to the table in new footage brought forth by an anonymous source—”

I jump off the couch, and my socked feet fly out from under me.

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