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doesn’t, I’m going to sneak into the station and put spiders in her bed.”
    “She’s probably encountered worse. It’s not easy being a female firefighter. Your mom had some stories to tell. Cut her some slack, would you? She apologized.”
    He had no idea why he was defending her. Clearly Sabina Jones despised him. Which was absolutely fine as long as she did her job and showed him the proper respect.
    At lineup, he kept his expression hard as concrete as he surveyed the crew. Everyone was on time. Everyone looked well turned-out. No one was on his cell phone to People magazine setting up a photo shoot. He wondered if they got a bad rap. Once the news media got hold of something, no one could shake it loose. He’d seen enough of it after 9/11 to know.
    Sabina met his gaze with a completely professional demeanor, though he thought she looked a little tired. Savagely, he hoped she’d tossed and turned all night. Her words at the restaurant had hurt more than he wanted to admit. Did he really come off as some arrogant ass?
    “Okay, troops,” he said when lineup was over. “More drills today. Show me how fast you can suit up in full turnout and breathers on air.”
    The firefighters obediently headed for the apparatus bay. As Roman strode after them, a movement caught his eye.
    Firefighter Brown, the muscleman known as Vader, was whispering in Sabina’s ear. Roman’s hackles rose as he looked more closely at the two of them. That was no professional whisper. It was personal. Intimate. Unacceptable.
    “Firefighter Brown,” he barked. “Can you run a stopwatch?”
    Vader looked offended. The muscles in his jaw bulged as if they had a mind of their own. “Yes, sir. Of course I can. What do you think, I can’t tell time . . .”
    “Sit this drill out and take this.” He tossed Vader his stopwatch, which forced the guy to take a step away from Sabina. Instant relief settled over him, as if the world had turned back on its proper axis. “I’ll catch more errors if I don’t have to time. Come on.”
    Vader followed him, muttering under his breath, but Roman was too glad he’d separated him from Sabina to mind.
    He reminded himself that he and Sabina despised each other. Or at least, she despised him. He could accept that, he supposed. That didn’t mean he was okay with watching her get cozy with someone under his nose.
    But as the day went on, he kept catching other little moments between them. Sabina and Vader were both part of the engine company. Vader was the hose man who hooked up to the hydrant, Sabina the nozzle person. They worked smoothly together—suspiciously smoothly. After one drill, performed to perfection, they took a little too long to emerge from behind Engine 1. “Jones! Brown!” He nearly went in after them with a hose. When they appeared, Sabina looked a little flushed and Vader wore a smirk. He swore he heard Vader saying something to her in French, something that sounded like an endearment.
    Later, after demonstrating a new technique with the two-line rope system for rappelling during rescues, he caught Sabina whispering in Vader’s ear. His hand rested intimately on her back.
    A shocking, volcanic surge of irritation rocketed through Roman. He pictured himself ripping Vader away from her and tossing him through a window. Sabina would jump into his arms and cling to him, gazing up at him with lovely, adoring turquoise eyes and sighing over his manliness.
    He gritted his teeth so hard he tasted blood. Dio , why had he let this woman get under his skin so quickly?
    Forget Sabina and Vader. Firefighter romances were common. That’s how he’d met Maureen, after all. Whatever they had going on, it had nothing to do with him. He was here to do a job. With a superhuman exercise of will, he erased the image of Sabina and Vader from his mind.
    “Okay, let’s switch gears. Let’s look ahead to hazmat procedures. How many hazmat calls have you responded to here?”
    The firefighters all