Page 18 of Packed in the Fire house

“Not a cook?” Sunny asked with a soft giggle, cocking her head at Blaze, who shook his head.

“I was given many gifts in life, but cooking was not one of them.”

“We don't allow him in the kitchen for a reason. You know, once he managed to set the toaster on fire? Given his job, he should know a lot more about fire safety.” I chuckled as I pulled out a few extra plates.

Blaze whined. “How was I supposed to know that cheese couldn't go in toasters?”

The omega looked between us with wide eyes before mouthing at meoh my god.I nodded solemnly, and she hid her giggle behind her hand, even though it was painfully obvious.

“I do most of the cooking around here,” I explained. “My mawmaw taught me.”

Blaze nodded. “Cajun cooking, I swear it’s amazing, sunshine. When I was a child, I thought rice and beans were boring, but this man does things with them that make my tongue dance.”

At his words, Sunny’s face turned pink, and she busied herself with eating a strip of bacon. Blaze looked at me in confusion, but I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing. That alpha was constantly talking in innuendos. I didn't even notice it most of the time. Sunny was clearly more innocent than we were used to.

Then again, she clearly wasn't that innocent, because she had a son.

Again, I wanted to probe and ask her so many questions, but they would be incredibly rude and prying.

“Anyway, boss man let me know we’ll be going back to your place tomorrow to meet up with Elliot. Is there anything you want us to try and grab?” Blaze asked Sunny.

“Elliot?” I asked. He was a firefighter from Station Seventeen, but he was also the local arson investigator. “Does Walker suspect arson?”

Blaze shrugged. “Ignition point looked really suspicious, so he decided to call Elliot in just to be safe.”

“Someone purposely set my building on fire?” Sunny asked. “Why the hell would they do that?”

“Insurance fraud, most likely,” I admitted. “We see it a lot in older buildings.”

Sunny frowned. “Well, that’s shitty,” she muttered.

“If it's arson, we'll figure it out pretty quickly, though. Don't you worry, sunshine. Anything you want us to try and get?”

I grimaced at his words. Experience meant we knew full well it was highly unlikely that Sunny would be able to take anything out of that apartment. Even though the fire had only just reached her apartment by the time we got there, the smoke damage, andwater damage from the decrepit old sprinklers, had pretty much ruined everything. The building was starting to crumble, and it was probably going to crumble soon.

“I don’t want to be a downer, but I should warn you, Cher, that not much will be salvageable,” I said gently, taking my plate and sitting in the chair nearest her. I wanted to manage her expectations because the last thing I wanted was for her to get to the apartment and be heartbroken when she realized the level of destruction.

Instead of being upset, she simply nodded. “I expected that, honestly.” She sighed. “There are a few things I'd like to see if I could get a hold of, though. Things like my birth certificate, my ID, bank cards. I also have a waterproof box under my sofa with pictures of Luka when he was a newborn, his first outfit, things like that—do you think that might have survived?”

“If the box is waterproof, there's a good chance. Most of the damage is from water or smoke at this point.”

A serene smile took over her face. “That’ll be nice,” she said, almost to herself as she picked up another strip of bacon.

My pack mate leaned in toward her, a smirk on his face. “So, sunshine, do you have a man in your life? I'm asking for purely selfish reasons.”

He had all the tact of a fucking bull in a china shop.

Never mind that I had already asked about that. Clearly Blaze was thinking along the same lines as me.

Was that a good thing? Did that mean he wanted her just as much as I did?

I needed to figure out how Walker felt.

“She doesn't. Not that it’s any of your business,” I said, pointedly glaring at him. She had started to get upset earlier when I questioned her, so he needed to pipe the fuck down.

Blaze simply shrugged, turning to grin at Sunny. “I think it is my business if my pretty little sunshine is single or not. Ofcourse, we can't go on a date now, because you're staying at the firehouse and you're going through a lot, but eventually, you’ll fall madly in love with me. You’ll see, I’m impossible to resist,” Blaze declared, leaning against the table with a charming grin.

Sunny burst out laughing. A beautiful sound. “You're very confident, aren't you?”

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