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This week’s tease comes from the dark romantic suspense Fiery 10-16, which was released on Monday.
Runo Wiggins opened the heavy steel door to the sidewalk and squinted from the bright daylight. “Yes?”
The young woman standing outside the firehouse was a tall and strikingly beautiful brunette whose long curls danced with each breath, generous tits with perky brown nipples pressing against her tight, white tank top. She didn’t wear a bra, so those breasts—those nipples—were definitely an eye-catcher.
A hand on the door, Runo swallowed and stepped back, allowing his gaze to wander farther down to curvaceous hips in tiny blue jean shorts and thin legs that stretched a mile. He noted her feminine, self-confident stance as she stood with her hands on her hips. She posed, flashing those too-visible tits and pinning him with big, brown doe eyes that seemed to have seen a few things.
Loving and admiring the opposite sex, he couldn’t help letting this hot piece of female ass get to of him. But he was at work, a first-responder, and besides, she wasn’t his type. He liked blondes with pink lips and sparkly blue eyes, fair skin the texture of a peach, not tanned and rough like this brunette. Maybe he preferred blondes because he was dark himself, his father’s African genes giving him a flat nose, thick lips, and black eyes. Or maybe it was because Mom had been a blonde and they’d had an exceptionally tight relationship until she died. Freud would have a field day analyzing that bit.
To be honest, whether Gorgeous on the sidewalk was his type didn’t matter. He would do any chick, any size, any color, any religion, any position, as long as no bonds were tied. He’d do the romantic candlelight-dinner thing, the slightly-drunk-sensuous dancing thing, and the bring-her-home-and-fuck-her-’till-she-screamed-his-name thing, but he wouldn’t do a relationship. The next morning, he expected the girls to leave, and if they didn’t of their own free will, he asked them to.
Not because he was mean. On the contrary, he was an esteemed member of the town fire corps, and word of mouth had it the population of Smokey Glen, a place in the Rockies, Colorado, deemed him the town hero and would award him a bravery medal before the end of the year.
No, the reason why he kicked the girls out of his home was no one should stay with a person as mentally dark as he, burned and scarred and damaged in his head and living in the past. He was empty inside, a shadow of what he could and should be, and it suited him fine.
The beauty pointed her index finger at him, a small smile curving one side of her luscious mouth. “You’re doing an awful lot of thinking in there.”
Her low, sexy voice did something to him, too, awaking a need in the pit of his stomach.
The words pierced through his daze. He chuckled. “Yeah, sorry. What can I do to help you?”
He didn’t get to ask that question very often. The station rarely had visitors. It wasn’t the kind of place one walked into without a damn good reason, and actually, there really weren’t any reasons he could think of. Firefighters were needed outside of the station. One didn’t seek them here in their second home, where they ate, slept, and waited for days on end.
Furthermore, he never got to ask that question to someone who looked like she just got out of a modeling shoot.
She intensified her smile, a small gesture bringing all the sunlight in through the door at once. “I’m here to buy some clothes from Anthony Ferrari. You’re not him, apparently.”
“Tony? No, I’m not him. Why would you want to buy clothes from him?”
“He’s selling some online.”
“Told me to meet him here.”
“Okay, well, come up with me, then. He’s upstairs.”
Runo waited for the beauty to step inside before he let the door slam shut. Her feminine scent reached his nose, but it wasn’t a cologne, no. All natural, all woman.
Copyright (c) 2017 Lea Bronsen
Runo Wiggins is a scarred man, the wounds etched into his psyche deeper than those on his skin. But he loves his job: fighting fires helps reenact his survival of a house fire as a teen, one that killed his mother and brutal stepfather.
Dawn Caravello is married to a psychotic drunk. She can take his beatings as long as he doesn’t touch their children, and she’ll do anything to put food on the table, even if it means stealing from the town hero.
When Runo meets the fiery Dawn, sparks fly. But he suspects she is victim of the same abuse as his mother was. As day turns to night, the past and the present blend in an exhausting, nerve-wrecking chase to prevent another death.
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