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the set and see how your life is not being made into a movie.”
    Molly perked up. “Baby Thor?”
    â€œThat’s what my sister-in-law Kinsey calls him. She thought he looked like that actor from the Thor movies, but all fresh-faced and cute.”
    Gage scowled, which did nothing to diminish either his fresh-facedness or his cuteness. “I’m ten times hotter than that guy. Like to see him blitz a ladder, rescue ten kids from a burning orphanage, and look this freakin’ good while doing it.”
    Molly caught Wyatt’s eye, and again saw unmistakable humor warming those Arctic blues. What an enlightening day. The Marine had at least two weaknesses: he was still attracted to her and he was crazy in love with his family.
    She would make it her mission to find out the rest.
    Her phone buzzed in the pocket of her bunkers and she pulled it out. It was a text from Cal.
    Call me ASAP!
    Sometimes Molly questioned who was the diva here.
    â€œWell, gentlemen, it’s been a pleasure. Nice to meet you, Gage.”
    â€œLikewise, Miz Molly.”
    She picked up the SCBA, helmet, and jacket loaded with tools—had she actually climbed a ladder in this gear? Go, her!—and headed to the stairway that led down to the ground floor.
    â€œLater, Lieutenant.” Refusing to meet Wyatt’s gaze, she felt its sensuous weight all the same, heavy on her ass. Unsurprising. Guys always checked out her tush, and she knew she still looked damn fine and award-worthy—even in bulky bunkers.
    A s the fading clop-clop signaled Molly’s descent, Gage turned to Wyatt with a shit-eating grin.
    â€œWell, well, well, most inter-est-ing .”
    Wyatt gusted a sigh, because when his brother had a point to make, there was no stopping him. Classic Dempsey trait.
    â€œAll those dates I set you up on and no joy.” See? “Then today I walk in and the sexual tension practically cannonballs me all the way to Indiana.”
    Ignoring that, Wyatt circled back to the primary problem. “You didn’t have to be so damn nice to her. That’s not how we’re supposed to play this.”
    â€œThe only people who have a problem with the movie idea are you and Eli. And we all know if Alex wants it, he’ll cave.”
    True. In fact, his sister’s reaction on hearing Molly was in town and sniffing for the rubber stamp had been typical Alex. I’m gonna challenge her to an arm-wrestling contest and if she wins, she can tell my story. He almost believed her.
    Taking on this consulting gig, he had to acknowledge that some overlap with his private life was bound to happen. He should feel guiltier about how he had stepped up here. How he had let his curiosity trump common sense.
    He should.
    The key was to ensure it stopped there and didn’t enter the realm of complicated.
    Gage was back to his favorite subject: who’s sexing whom. “So, you and Molly Cade. Don’t think I’ve ever seen you so . . . giggly.”
    Wyatt had never giggled in his life. “Is there a point to this conversation?”
    â€œShe makes you laugh, she pisses you off . . .”
    Surely there was an unsubscribe link, an off switch, a bolt of lightning that would shut his brother up.
    â€œ. . . she kept leaning into you. Spidey senses are a-tingling.”
    â€œJust a job.” Been there, done that, and hell if he didn’t want more.
    â€œI worry about you being alone,” Gage said, all jokiness gone.
    In a family where love was so freely given, it was assumed that everyone longed for a love connection that mirrored the great precedent set by Sean and Mary Dempsey. Despite Wyatt’s annoyance with the constant sugar-to-the-max levels of romance in his family circle, he supposed he wouldn’t mind having a woman to come home to, a couple of ankle biters wearing him out, a life that didn’t revolve around work. But remarkably, women willing to