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“Go ahead, Rhodes.”Marco’s staticky voice fills the room.
“All clear in here.Rossi made sure that whatever was burning is burning no more,” he says, his amusement obvious.
“Lieutenant, is that appropriate radio conduct to demonstrate to our future lieutenant?Copy?”My brother thinks he’s funny tonight.
Rhodes shoots me a wink before replying to Marco.“More showing the lieutenantcandidatewhatnotto do.Learn from my mistakes, kind of thing.Copy.”
“Ten two.See you soon.”
“Roger that, Lieutenant.”
“You think we’ll get the smell of incineratedwhateverthat is out of our noses by morning?”I ask Rhodes as he holds the swinging door open for me and ushers me to go ahead of him.
“Probably as much chance as younotinterrupting the Kelly kid’s date,” he replies with a laugh.
“Radio protocol, Anderson,” Marco’s voice fills the air.I drop my head and groan, knowing there’s no way in hell I’ll hear the end of this now, whatever I do when I get outside.
Rhodes feigns innocence as he looks my way and grins.“Bet this call is about to get a hell of a lot more interesting.”
I step outside into the fresh air and rip my helmet and mask off, enjoying the cleanliness and lack of burning smell around me.
But it doesn’t stop my eyes from going straight to where London is now standing next to the first-aid dude, giggling and holding onto his arm, looking up at him like he’s just hung the moon while Cohen and our other EMT, Corey, attend to the injured chef.Who the hell is that guy?
More than that ...why the hell didn’t shetellme she was going out tonight?She told Val she had other plans, but not once has she mentioned she was going on adate.I thought best friends told each other everything.
After making my way to the truck, I get rid of my gear and pack it away, my mind full of questions I know I won’t get answers to right now.
“All clear inside?”Marco asks from beside me.
I turn to my brother.“Fire’s out.Damage will be mostly smoke-related.”
“Good.”
“Anythingelsehappen while I was doing my job?”My gaze slides back toward the ambulance where I see London stumble and her companion catch her by the arm with a grin so bright you could spot it a mile away.
“Nope.She’s fine.Looks like she's been enjoying the restaurant bar a little bit, but she doesn't look like she needs saving.In fact”—he glances over and smirks—”it looks like she’s already found someone to save her.”
“Gimme a minute, Mar.”I step off the curb and move toward the ambulance.
My brother's hand stops me with a firm bicep grip.“Luc ...”His voice is low and slow, his warning clear as day.“You’re in uniform with a lot of eyes on you.”
“Hey.Give me some credit.I’m not going to make a scene.All I’m going to do is make sure she’s okay ...”
He eyes me skeptically before giving me a curt nod.“Five minutes, then we’re rolling out.Check in with her then leave her be.”
I jerk my chin up before striding across the street, the pressure in my head building with every step.Without thinking, I reach out and pull her toward me and out of the stranger’s hold.
London lets out a squeak as her hands land on my chest and her gorgeous wide blue eyes stare up at me.“Luc ...”she breathes, a huge smile curving her lips.“Hey!”
“Hey, beautiful.How’s your night going?”I ask, my hands resting on her hips.Damn, is she even wearing underwear?
“Good!Well, except for the fire.That’s a bit of a bummer.But Perfect Brock here has been taking care of me.”
My lips twitch as I fight a grin.Drunk Lonnie is always very talkative and giggly.It’s fucking cute—when she’s not overindulging while on adatewith someone.
Perfect Brock—whoever the fuck he is—chuckles as he eyes me up.“Hey.You must be Luca.London has told me a lot about you.”
I narrow my eyes at the man.“Your name is Perfect Brock?”
