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about her adoptive daughter. Maddie was the bomb. Cute little first grader. Thyme had been her nanny when Maddie’s parents died. The mother’s will revealed Grayson as the father. He had the shock of his life and then fell madly in love with Thyme. The flaky bimbo and the millionaire. Quite the unlikely pair, but he worshiped her and the feeling was mutual.
Sage wouldn’t have given up nine months of her body if she didn’t think the crazy couple would end up celebrating sixty years of marital bliss. While Thyme babbled on about Maddie and her excitement over being a big sister, Sage thought about her sexy fireman and all the delicious things he could do to her body.
Chapter Five
Luke
No amount of caffeine could keep him awake. He had pulled three eighteen-hour days in a row and topped it off with a twenty-four-hour shift. Unscheduled, but fires rarely were. Not trusting himself to drive to his place safely, Luke crashed on one of the beds in the firehouse and did his best to sleep through the alarms and commotion. The guys left him alone, knowing he needed some serious shut-eye.
He got in a solid six hours before being roused by Mark.
“Dude. Your phone’s been ringing nonstop. Caller ID says ‘Ma.’ Figured you’d want to know.”
Raking his hands across his face, Luke rolled his shoulders and reached down for his cell. “Thanks.” Not bothering to listen to the messages, he called his mom back.
“Ma. What’s going on? Is it Rachael?”
“I’m so sorry to bother you. Your chief said you’ve worked non-stop this week, but…”
Luke sat up, fully awake. “Ma. What is it?” He pulled on his jeans and laced up his boots while holding his cell between his shoulder and cheek.
“She hasn’t returned any of our calls. We’re worried. Blake can’t get away from work and Graham is in the air and Colton…” Colton was neck-deep fighting off terrorists in Afghanistan. Being a Special Ops was something cool to brag about, unless you were a soldier or the mother. “Rachael called me last night. She was crying. And then—”
“Then what?” Luke interrupted, pulling his phone away so he could tug on a shirt and then quickly replacing it. “Is she hurt? What?” His impatience wasn’t with his mother, but with the bastard who’d been tormenting his sister.
“I thought I heard her scream before the phone went dead.”
“Did you call the cops? The detective who wrote up the restraining order?” Luke grabbed his keys and bolted out of the station and out to his truck. He didn’t wait for it to warm up before putting it in reverse and peeling out of the parking lot.
“Of course I did. Detective Flynn said he’d put an APB out for her and Dylan but I haven’t heard back from him either. I’ve called your brothers and have been trying to reach you. I’m scared, Luke.”
“I’ll find her. And I’m bringing her home.” Luke hung up and drove straight to the airport. Having a brother as a pilot had its perks. Luke used his family deal to scrape up a ticket. Granted, he was stuck with two layovers before he’d make it to Los Angeles, but he didn’t care. His sister was in trouble and he’d make sure she got home safely.
***
Sage
Damn men. Damn Luke. This was why Sage didn’t do relationships. Not that she and Luke were in a relationship. They had a serious case of flirt—which Sage didn’t do either—that had a promise of sex. And where the hell was the sex? It had been a week since their meeting at the coffee shop and Luke had only called her once. For five seconds. Apparently he was getting his fill on the side, so Sage would as well.
She liked to keep her calendar booked, with just enough time in between appointments to assure her being punctual even in the event of traffic or a flat tire. If there were no unforeseen events, she arrived early and used that time to make calls or do paperwork. All had run so smoothly
Sage wouldn’t have given up nine months of her body if she didn’t think the crazy couple would end up celebrating sixty years of marital bliss. While Thyme babbled on about Maddie and her excitement over being a big sister, Sage thought about her sexy fireman and all the delicious things he could do to her body.
Chapter Five
Luke
No amount of caffeine could keep him awake. He had pulled three eighteen-hour days in a row and topped it off with a twenty-four-hour shift. Unscheduled, but fires rarely were. Not trusting himself to drive to his place safely, Luke crashed on one of the beds in the firehouse and did his best to sleep through the alarms and commotion. The guys left him alone, knowing he needed some serious shut-eye.
He got in a solid six hours before being roused by Mark.
“Dude. Your phone’s been ringing nonstop. Caller ID says ‘Ma.’ Figured you’d want to know.”
Raking his hands across his face, Luke rolled his shoulders and reached down for his cell. “Thanks.” Not bothering to listen to the messages, he called his mom back.
“Ma. What’s going on? Is it Rachael?”
“I’m so sorry to bother you. Your chief said you’ve worked non-stop this week, but…”
Luke sat up, fully awake. “Ma. What is it?” He pulled on his jeans and laced up his boots while holding his cell between his shoulder and cheek.
“She hasn’t returned any of our calls. We’re worried. Blake can’t get away from work and Graham is in the air and Colton…” Colton was neck-deep fighting off terrorists in Afghanistan. Being a Special Ops was something cool to brag about, unless you were a soldier or the mother. “Rachael called me last night. She was crying. And then—”
“Then what?” Luke interrupted, pulling his phone away so he could tug on a shirt and then quickly replacing it. “Is she hurt? What?” His impatience wasn’t with his mother, but with the bastard who’d been tormenting his sister.
“I thought I heard her scream before the phone went dead.”
“Did you call the cops? The detective who wrote up the restraining order?” Luke grabbed his keys and bolted out of the station and out to his truck. He didn’t wait for it to warm up before putting it in reverse and peeling out of the parking lot.
“Of course I did. Detective Flynn said he’d put an APB out for her and Dylan but I haven’t heard back from him either. I’ve called your brothers and have been trying to reach you. I’m scared, Luke.”
“I’ll find her. And I’m bringing her home.” Luke hung up and drove straight to the airport. Having a brother as a pilot had its perks. Luke used his family deal to scrape up a ticket. Granted, he was stuck with two layovers before he’d make it to Los Angeles, but he didn’t care. His sister was in trouble and he’d make sure she got home safely.
***
Sage
Damn men. Damn Luke. This was why Sage didn’t do relationships. Not that she and Luke were in a relationship. They had a serious case of flirt—which Sage didn’t do either—that had a promise of sex. And where the hell was the sex? It had been a week since their meeting at the coffee shop and Luke had only called her once. For five seconds. Apparently he was getting his fill on the side, so Sage would as well.
She liked to keep her calendar booked, with just enough time in between appointments to assure her being punctual even in the event of traffic or a flat tire. If there were no unforeseen events, she arrived early and used that time to make calls or do paperwork. All had run so smoothly
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