Page 11 of Packed in the Fire house

My core clenched, and I prayed to all that was above that my arousal from their scents wasn’t obvious.

It had been a while since my lady business had felt frisky, and of all the moments, in a small car with three firefighting alphas was not the place. This was exactly why I should have worn thicker pajamas to bed. If I had more than a mere scrap of lace over my pussy, then the scent would have been somewhat dulled.

After they’d had to rescue me wearing hardly anything, and now I was proceeding to get all gooey over them, I hated to consider what they thought of me.

It was only a short trip back to the station, thankfully, only taking five minutes. “You guys are so close,” I muttered when I noticed the firehouse on the horizon.

Blaze smirked. “That's how firehouses work, sunshine. The closest one gets called to the fire.”

“Oh. Yeah…” I trailed off.Stupid idiot. I knew that, of course I knew that.They probably thought I was dense.

Walker let go of the wheel with one hand and clipped Blaze around the back of the head. “Be nice,” he growled, making my insides go all liquid. That growl wasfartoo appealing for his own good.

“I was being nice!” Blaze whined, turning to pout at me. “I’m the nicest, aren’t I, sunshine?”

Before I could answer, the car pulled to a stop and Walker spoke. “We’re here.”

I was still wearing Rune’s jacket. I would have offered to give it back to him, but it was the only thing protecting my modesty at this point, and it smelled too good to let go of.

Rune opened the door for me, and I smiled at him gratefully as I shimmied out of the back seat. My night dress was riding up, so with one hand, I held Luka while subtly trying to tug it down.

If Rune noticed, he didn’t say anything.

“I’ll show Sunny to her room while you guys help the others pack the truck away,” Walker ordered in a no-nonsense voice.

“But—” Blaze started to protest.

“Do it,” Walker said, his tone firm.

Rune leaned down and kissed the top of my head. “Go with Walker—he’ll take care of you. I’ll come find you in a bit, okay?” he asked, his graham cracker scent wafting over my face as he spoke.

Smelling like that, he could come find meanyday.

Blaze and Rune left me with Walker, who smiled down easily at me. He was wearing only a black T-shirt and his yellow and red fire pants. Taking in the casual, sexy look, I had to shake the dirty thoughts out of my head.

What was wrong with me? I was going to continue blaming the smoke inhalation, because instead of panicking that I had just lost everything, I was drooling over three alphas.

Three alphas who just happened to be in a pack and smelled like s’mores.

Packs tended to share.

Did I want to be shared by them?

Oh sweet mother, yes.The small voice in the back of my mind cried out before I shoved it down into my subconscious where it belonged. There was going to be no climbing the hot firefighter alphas.

I followed Walker up a set of stairs and into a large, very official-looking office. Judging by the photos that littered the desk and the little sign that saidCaptain Landry, it was his office.

I followed him to the far side of the room, where there was another door with a small sign next to it that saidCaptain’s Room.

“This is your room?” I asked, shifting Luka in my arms, frowning.

Walker grimaced. “Technically, it is, but I'm more than happy to camp with my pack mates in the bunks. The captain’s room has locks and a private bathroom. There is no way in hell I am letting you use the same bathroom as a bunch of firefighters. I'm pretty sure that would constitute cruel and unusual punishment.”

I couldn't help it. A giggle escaped my lips. “Surely they're not that bad?”

Walker cocked his head to the side. “You would think, wouldn't you? We even have a cleaning rotation to make sure they are cleaned every few days. Yet every time I go in there, it looks like a biohazard.”

“And you are relegating yourself to the biohazard room for me?” I pointed out.

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