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That's when we hear the sirens, and everything that happened catches up with me.

My legs collapse, but before I can hit the floor, two strong arms wrap around me, circling me with a calming embrace.

"You're okay, sweetums. I have you."

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Lookie-Loo

Zelda

How on earth didI end up here?

Wearing Brennan's t-shirt, curled up in their spare bed with all my babies that weren't caught up in the smoke and water damage caused by the kitchen fire.

I'll tell you how. It's simple, really. I lost it. Completely. After Kaz pulled me into his arms, I succumbed to the largest crying jag I've ever had. You can't blame a girl; I've never had to face my home going up in flames before.

Eventually, Kaz moved me into their place when a large group of studly men dressed in red turnout gear streamed into my apartment. He carefully rocked me and held me close the entire time they battled the minor kitchen fire.

They kept saying minor, but to me, it feltbig. So huge.

Almost as big as the uh... one-eyed snake I sat on for most of the evening.

Thinking about a thick member is probably not the thing to do when facing a crisis, but I am who I am, and I won't be made to feel ashamed about it.

I can fantasise about him delving into my depths even if he's married.

Then, eventually, Brennan came in, gave me one look and ordered me to shower and get right into bed.

I was powerless to resist.

Now I'm here.

In their spare bed. Dressed in their clothes. Fantasising about being the meat in their delicious sandwich.

Totally not freaking out about my place, my burnt-to-a-crisp kitchen, or all my plants that probably got over-watered or burnt last night.

Nope.

I am not thinking about that. Not even a little bit.

A knock on the door pulls me from my downward spiral, and before I can respond, Kaz's sexy face peeks in.

"Hey, I wanted to leave you to sleep, but Brennan said you should probably get up and go with him to check out the damage in your place."

"It's okay; I was up already," I murmur before pushing myself out of bed.

I'm a big girl. Two thick thighs, hips big enough some guys have told me I need my own postal code, and breasts that arejuston the wrong side of too big. Brennan is built. But even his biggest shirt isn’t big enough to cover much more than just the naughty bits. And with everything flying through my head this morning, I forgot that fact until I was standing right in front of Kaz... barely dressed.

His gaze slowly travels down my body, and I feel it like the soft caress of a tender lover.

My most secret pleasure garden clenches, the emptiness so very obvious now that I have his blue eyes looking at me.Down there.

And then I remember he's married. Very fucking married to a handsome, take-no-nonsense firefighter, and I'm somehow the hussy that's trying to tempt and tease a married man.

Without thinking, I grab the sheet from the bed to cover myself, but doing so means I pull the blankets and pillows along with it, causing an avalanche of bedding to tumble down onto the floor. In my haste to grab them and put them back where they belong, the sheet I very badly wrapped around myself slips down and tangles around my legs. In the chaos, Kaz steps up to help me, and together, the two of us...

Yup, you guessed it, folks.

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