Trent made the smirking face again, narrowing his eyes as he nodded at Shawn.
Which means…?
The spark was back. A dose of attraction. But would they do anything about it this time?
Right then, a news van pulled up. It parked next to one that he hadn’t noticed was already there. Since parking was never allowed right on the Strip, it was a good bet that that side of the Boulevard had been closed off as soon as the emergency vehicles had arrived. He spotted Vicki and Darren keeping the reporters back.
When he turned to finally say something to Trent, he was surprised to see he’d walked away. He didn’t want to appear too obvious by searching him out, so he subtly glanced around. First he brought the blanket up over his head—not a bad idea anyway with the press trying to get photos—and used it to shield himself.
After catching a glimpse of Trent over by the engine talking to the driver, he realized he was being goofy. He’d almost drowned in a fucking phony lake at a casino and he was trying to hook up with the fireman who’d rescued his sorry ass.
Beyond pathetic.
Sure, he was lonely—the new guy in town and all that—but he didn’t need to take it to extremes, even though he had already been interested in fireman Marshall from the first moment he’d spied the brawny looker. Still, trying to get a date under the current circumstances was probably not the brainiest of ideas he’d ever had. He could wait. There was a definite attraction. He had no clue as to why Trent had walked away after they’d first met or why he’d done it again, but that wouldn’t stop him.
Never shoulda looked at me like that if you didn’t want to play.
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About the Author
I love all things book. I have a passion for creating stories—the more fantastic the better—and used to spend hours as a little girl drawing pages of pictures and then putting captions to them. I love reading and writing several different genres, but I recently put my more mainstream paranormal romances aside for naughtier tales.
I also enjoy music from Imogen Heap and Nine Inch Nails to Mozart, and love horror and sci-fi films from cheesy to terrifying. I must also confess that I am a huge LOTR (Lord of the Rings) geek.
I currently reside on the northern coast of Oregon, where the constant rain and fog reminds me of my visits to family in England and Scotland when I was a child.
Email: morticiaknight@gmail.com
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