Page 3 of Against My Fire

“Bentley, you want to join us for breakfast?” Ashe asks as I head for my truck.

“Maybe another time. I still need to sort my house out and do some shopping.” I wave as he nods. I make my way to my truck and get in. I start it and pull out of the parking space only to hear a loud bang and my truck shakes from the impact. I close my eyes for only a moment when I am pulled out of the car.

“Bentley, open your eyes.” Captain Falcon says as he lays me down on the ground. I open my eyes with a sheepish smile.

“I’m fine Cap. I was just trying to calm down.” He nods as he helps me up. I don’t have any pain anywhere and I don’t think the impact was that hard for me to have any major injuries. “What happened?” I ask as I get to my feet. I see the big blue truck standing behind my truck, but not the driver. I glance at Cap feeling the heat move up my neck. Did I really just bump into my Captain’s truck?

“Fuck! As if things couldn’t get any worse.” A black hair beast walks out from the other side of the blue truck talking to himself before he starts talking to Blake. “Blake, I’m fucking sorry. I have been in a daze the whole fucking week.” He runs his hand over his extremely gorgeous face as he still hasn’t noticed me. Who would, I’m standing next to Cap and he is still a giant next to me.

“You didn’t hit me.” He pushes me forward and I lock eyes with the guy. I can’t help but notice his gorgeous green eyes. It’s not something you see every day.

He takes a few steps closer to me and all of a sudden I feel really short. Between him and Cap, I am tiny. “Sorry, Miss?”

“Bentley,” I say just above a whisper.

He holds his hand out to me. “Sorry, Bentley. I didn’t see you. I’m Jaxon.” I shake his hand and pull back instantly as I feel a tingle as soon as our hands touch. He must have noticed it too as he smirks at me and what a gorgeous smirk it is.

“She drives a big ass truck for such a small person. You couldn’t miss it. And it is white.” Blake states, and Jaxon raises his eyebrow. Why does that look good on him? He is like a walking sex beast. The way his t-shirt is hugging his biceps makes me want to see what’s hiding under his shirt. I need to clear my head of all these thoughts. I can’t get involved with anyone. Especially someone that is known by most of the people here.

“I told you. I have had a bitch of a week,” he says to Blake before turning back to me. “Let me give you my details and I will arrange for your truck to be fixed.” He takes out his phone and hands it over to me. I hesitate for a moment and I am sure that Blake noticed it.

“It’s not necessary. I have insurance. I will get it fixed.” I hand him his phone back and he stares at me with confusion. I know how it might seem, but I don’t need unnecessary attention on me and this guy can be dangerous. He looks like a cowboy out of one of the Hallmark movies and those cowboys are dangerous. He can get any girl to fall for him. “Can you please move your truck so I can go home?”

“I can.” He turns around but stops to speak to me again. “Are you sure? It was my fault. I don’t mind getting it fixed?” I shake my head as I look at the damage. It wasn’t that much. He caught the left back side of my truck, and the light was the only damaged thing with a dent here and there.

“Nah, it’s fine. I got it.” I didn’t even notice that Blake had left. “Have a nice day, Jaxon.” I turn around and head to the driver’s side. I get in and wait for him to back up.

To tell the truth, this was both our fault. I can’t let him pay for something that I could have avoided if I was paying attention. The light will be easy to fix. I just hope his truck isn’t badly damaged.

I decide to head home before going to the store. I need to just recoup before heading to the store. Maybe make a list of everything that I need. I have a few days off now to get everything sorted at my place.

This morning has been one crazy one and for some reason, I cannot get Jaxon off my mind. I can’t be getting involved with anyone. I have to remind myself of that over and over again. It’s too dangerous. Not just for me but for them too.

I plop down on my couch and scroll through my phone. I can’t even dare to have social media right now. I have accounts, but I haven’t posted anything to them in such a long time. For one I don’t have time and for the other, I am not allowed to.

I lay around for a few more minutes before I get up to head to the store and the body shop. I need this fixed as soon as possible. I can still drive my truck but with the light not working it is dangerous.

Chapter Four

? Jaxon ?

This week has been a nightmare. Ever since that Social Service lady showed up and turned my world upside down, she came into my life with a bomb and it exploded leaving me even more confused than I have been in a long time.

She explained to me that Tanya was on her way to work when a moving truck skipped the traffic light and hit her on her side. She succumbed to her injuries on the scene leaving Taylor without a mom. Sasha didn’t believe me when I told her that I didn’t know about Taylor or that I haven’t spoken to Tayna in almost four years. She believed that when I found out about Tanya being pregnant I told her to leave. That I didn’t want the baby. It’s always the man’s fault. She didn’t even want me to explain.

I wasn’t even allowed to see Taylor until the DNA Test came back and I decided what I wanted to do. Do I want to relinquish my rights as his father or do I want to step up and actually be a dad? That is how Sasha stated my options to me. She judged me without even knowing me. I will take full responsibility for Taylor if the test comes back and says that he is mine. I would take him in either way because he is Tanya’s son. I still care about her even though she left me without a word. I am fucking grateful that she will not be on my case after the results have been read. I will have someone from Piper Falls that will deal with my case.

Speaking of DNA results, that is what made me accidentally bump into the gorgeous blond with the huge truck. I am sure she needs a lift to get into the truck. The way her shirt clung to her body made me almost forget where I was heading. I wanted to pay for her repairs but she shot me down.

The accident was my fault. I was the one distracted and didn’t see her coming out of the parking lot. What a fucking way to meet someone. She stirred up something in me that I have never felt before. Those petit hands of hers fit perfectly inside mine. And for once I didn’t just want to jump on her for one night. She has a pain in her eyes that I want to erase. One I want to take away, kiss away, and just keep her safe from whatever was making her sad.

I watch as she drives off without looking back. I wish she would have given me her number. I know she’s new to town, I haven’t seen her around here before.

“Leave my firefighter alone.” Blake’s baritone voice vibrates behind me and I look at him with a smirk. He might have my head for it, but I will still try.

“I take it she’s on your shift?” I raise my eyebrow and wait for him to answer me.

He shakes his head as he taps a few times against the side of my truck. “She is. That’s why I am telling you to stay away from her. She’s not like others.”

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