out.
Rhett tenses under me. “Yeah…” His voice holds a hint of hesitation. He isn’t sure what to make of my sudden declaration. Honestly, neither am I.
“And I’m yours?”
“Yes.” His answer is firm, no room for any argument.
“So that makes you what? My…boyfriend?”
“I’m yours. You’re mine. You can put whatever label you want on it as long as those two facts don’t change.”
“Thank you for kidnapping me this weekend.” I yawn.
“Trust me, M, the pleasure was all mine,” he says through a chuckle. “Get some sleep, babe.” He places a kiss on my forehead.
“Mmmm,” I mumble as I snuggle deeper into him and feel him squeeze me tight. Somewhere in my subconscious, I decide that there is no better place than being wrapped up in Rhett’s arms. It doesn’t take long for sleep to come to me with dreams of Rhett. The best thing is, this time my dreams are filled with possibility and future.
Chapter Fifteen
Rhett
It’s been two days since I dropped M off at her apartment after our night together. It was the best night that I’ve had in forever. We really needed the time together. She is everything I never knew I wanted. I love learning her quirks—the things that make her tick. One thing I can say with complete certainty is that my girl loves to laugh and she does it often. She can light up a room in seconds. She is a complete goofball, and it’s one of the things I love most about her. Love…
“Hello, Earth to lover boy. Come in, lover boy. Do you copy?” Micah calls out, pulling me from my thoughts.
“Hey, bro, what’s up?” I ask, slightly annoyed.
“Man, Tanner is moping around like someone kicked his puppy again. I think we need to have a chat with him and see where his head’s at. He’s not acting himself, and I’ll bet dollars to donuts that it’s that bitch of a gold-digging whore girlfriend of his.”
“Micah, do not—I repeat, do not—call her names like that. We both know how she is, but just don’t let him hear you, okay? She may be horrible, but our brother is in love with her. We at least need to respect him,” I say on a whisper. “Now, come on, let’s go see what’s goin’ on.”
“Yo, Tanner, my man,” Micah says, slapping his hand on Tanner’s back. “You seem a little off your game lately, and Rhett and I are getting a bit concerned. Everything okay?”
“Yeah.” He nods his head.
“No, no, no, buddy, you don’t get off the hook with a simple ‘yeah.’ We aren’t buying it, so you may as well spill and let us help you,” I say in a tone that tells him I’m not joking.
“Alright, alright. Fine. The thing is, I’ve been having problems with Marley. We’ve been together for four years, and I’m ready to take things to the next level: marriage, house, and kids. I want to be a family, and she just screams that I’m pressuring her and says that she’s too young to be a mother. I just really don’t know what the hell to do,” Tanner says in a pained voice.
“Man, sometimes you have to do things that you don’t want to do. If her views of life and a future don’t match your own, do you really think that y’all can have a good and healthy relationship…forever?” I ask Tanner, trying to make him see that they will never work out.
“I just—” Tanner says, but it’s cut short.
Engine 24 Respond…. House fire… 314 Oakridge Lane… Engine 24 Respond.
The siren blares and Chief runs out as we all race to hop on the truck. The adrenaline is coursing through our veins. It’s time to take action. We all know the risk. Every call. Every fire. We all go in, but in reality, there is always a chance that we won’t all come back out. A firefighter doesn’t have time for fear. It’s not something we thrive on. We push ourselves in spite of danger. We live by a code and we don’t like to lose anyone, so fear doesn’t have time to take hold when people’s lives are
Rhett tenses under me. “Yeah…” His voice holds a hint of hesitation. He isn’t sure what to make of my sudden declaration. Honestly, neither am I.
“And I’m yours?”
“Yes.” His answer is firm, no room for any argument.
“So that makes you what? My…boyfriend?”
“I’m yours. You’re mine. You can put whatever label you want on it as long as those two facts don’t change.”
“Thank you for kidnapping me this weekend.” I yawn.
“Trust me, M, the pleasure was all mine,” he says through a chuckle. “Get some sleep, babe.” He places a kiss on my forehead.
“Mmmm,” I mumble as I snuggle deeper into him and feel him squeeze me tight. Somewhere in my subconscious, I decide that there is no better place than being wrapped up in Rhett’s arms. It doesn’t take long for sleep to come to me with dreams of Rhett. The best thing is, this time my dreams are filled with possibility and future.
Chapter Fifteen
Rhett
It’s been two days since I dropped M off at her apartment after our night together. It was the best night that I’ve had in forever. We really needed the time together. She is everything I never knew I wanted. I love learning her quirks—the things that make her tick. One thing I can say with complete certainty is that my girl loves to laugh and she does it often. She can light up a room in seconds. She is a complete goofball, and it’s one of the things I love most about her. Love…
“Hello, Earth to lover boy. Come in, lover boy. Do you copy?” Micah calls out, pulling me from my thoughts.
“Hey, bro, what’s up?” I ask, slightly annoyed.
“Man, Tanner is moping around like someone kicked his puppy again. I think we need to have a chat with him and see where his head’s at. He’s not acting himself, and I’ll bet dollars to donuts that it’s that bitch of a gold-digging whore girlfriend of his.”
“Micah, do not—I repeat, do not—call her names like that. We both know how she is, but just don’t let him hear you, okay? She may be horrible, but our brother is in love with her. We at least need to respect him,” I say on a whisper. “Now, come on, let’s go see what’s goin’ on.”
“Yo, Tanner, my man,” Micah says, slapping his hand on Tanner’s back. “You seem a little off your game lately, and Rhett and I are getting a bit concerned. Everything okay?”
“Yeah.” He nods his head.
“No, no, no, buddy, you don’t get off the hook with a simple ‘yeah.’ We aren’t buying it, so you may as well spill and let us help you,” I say in a tone that tells him I’m not joking.
“Alright, alright. Fine. The thing is, I’ve been having problems with Marley. We’ve been together for four years, and I’m ready to take things to the next level: marriage, house, and kids. I want to be a family, and she just screams that I’m pressuring her and says that she’s too young to be a mother. I just really don’t know what the hell to do,” Tanner says in a pained voice.
“Man, sometimes you have to do things that you don’t want to do. If her views of life and a future don’t match your own, do you really think that y’all can have a good and healthy relationship…forever?” I ask Tanner, trying to make him see that they will never work out.
“I just—” Tanner says, but it’s cut short.
Engine 24 Respond…. House fire… 314 Oakridge Lane… Engine 24 Respond.
The siren blares and Chief runs out as we all race to hop on the truck. The adrenaline is coursing through our veins. It’s time to take action. We all know the risk. Every call. Every fire. We all go in, but in reality, there is always a chance that we won’t all come back out. A firefighter doesn’t have time for fear. It’s not something we thrive on. We push ourselves in spite of danger. We live by a code and we don’t like to lose anyone, so fear doesn’t have time to take hold when people’s lives are
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