Page 6 of Yule Love Me

I’m here for it. I love it when she gets spicy!

I step outside and watch the guys charge into the house next door. So far I haven’t seen any flames but the dark smoke is still pouring out. Even heavier since they opened the door.

It seems to only be minutes and Petra still isn’t out yet when I see the Chief come back out talking to a few of his guys.

“Hey, Chief? How bad is it?”

He grins at me. “Well, the microwave is a mess but that’s all. She apparently left something in there too long and burnt the hell out of it. He nods his head and I grin, waving, relieved.

“Thanks, man.”

“That’s alright,” he chuckles. “But when you write this up for the paper, maybe don’t mention what y’all were wearing.”

I cringe and then smirk. “Yeah, we’ll see.”

Because I’ve got an idea and it’s so devious and awful that I should be ashamed of myself.

But if it gets me the woman of my dreams, maybe it’s all to the good.

That’s what I’m gonna choose to believe anyway!

I hear a soft patter of feet and then Pet comes outside. Her step is light and when I look back at her, her arms are crossed and she’s glaring at the floor like it’s the most annoying thing she’s ever seen.

The guys are leaving and chuckling as they go. I’m sure they love a call like this. No injuries except to bruised egos and apparently a nuked microwave.

Her blue eyes come up. “Why are they leaving? Is it over?”

I grin and run my hands through my wet hair. “Yep. It’s all over, Pet.”

Her mouth thins and she glares at me.

But she doesn’t say one word. I don’t like being ignored. “Apparently you nuked your microwave.”

She flushes and bites her lip and I want to take a crack at it too. My jaw aches from clenching it so hard to keep from touching her.

“Oh. The popcorn. That stupid microwave is older than dirt. I’m not surprised it malfunctioned. I told them that would happen eventually” she mutters under her breath.

I throw my head back and laugh so hard tears pour down my face. “Yeah. Think you’re gonna need something else for dinner.”

The Chief comes over and smiles at Petra. “Sorry, Miss. You’re gonna have to let your house air out at least overnight. It’s pretty bad in there.”

The look in her eyes has me wondering what’s going through her head. She looks terrified.

“I’ll call Promise and see if I can stay over.”

Ah. That explains it. I wouldn’t want to stay with them either. Those two are like bunnies.

“You can always stay here, Pet.”

She’s shaking her head before I finish the sentence. “No way! I can’t do that!”

“I’ve got plenty of room, Pet. I can easily put you up for a night.”

“No fucking way, Jeremy! I’ll check with Promise.”

She pats her pockets and flushes when she realizes that she doesn’t have her phone.

“I need to go in and get my phone.”

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