Page 129 of Biker's Virgin


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“I am.” I nodded even though she couldn’t see me. “It’s been a long day. There was an accident near Blue Marsh Lake; my team and I were the first responders.”

“An accident?”

“A car had driven into the lake. The driver was intoxicated.”

“Wow,” she said. “I wasn’t really aware that vehicular accidents were part of a firefighter’s job description.”

“Oh sure,” I replied. “Fires aren’t the only emergency situation we deal with. We deal with car crashes, flooding, chemical spills, water rescue, and general rescue.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah.”

“Just for the record, I think it’s amazing what you do.” There was awe in her tone that was clearly not feigned. “It takes a certain amount of selflessness to do what you do every day.”

“Oh, I don’t know about selflessness…”

“Are you kidding? You’re risking your life every day.”

I smiled. “Thanks, that’s nice of you to say.”

“I was thinking of you this morning,” Megan said unexpectedly.

“Oh?” I asked. “What were you thinking about?”

“About how you’re the first person I’ve met since getting here who I’ve actually been able to have a real conversation with—and that includes my brother.”

“You know what?” I said. “Same here.”

“Did you know anyone at Brent’s party?” she asked.

“I’ve met a couple of the guys before,” I replied. “But just in passing. Brent introduced me to two girls that night. Five minutes talking to them, and I knew I needed to get the hell out of there.”

She laughed. “Are you referring to Melanie and Tracy?”

“Were those their names?” I asked. “I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Oh, but they were paying attention to you,” Megan told me.

“Is that why the blonde one made it a point of telling me she could do amazing things with her tongue?”

Megan burst out laughing. “She didn’t!”

“She most certainly did,” I said. “And the other one kept touching my arms and telling me how she could cut rocks on them.”

“To be fair, I thought the same thing,” Megan said, but I could tell she was teasing.

I laughed. “So, what made you decide to come to Philly?”

“Uh… I suppose I had no place else to go,” she replied. “And since Brent lived here, I thought it might be nice to have a familiar face around.”

“Where were you studying again?”

“Virginia,” she replied.

“Right,” I nodded. “Did you like it there?”

“I liked the university I was enrolled in.”

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