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the walls or myself after Sinclaire wears out her welcome.” Mia grinned. “Turkey bowl?”
    “That’s how best friends are. I have a whole team of them. As for the
bird bowl, you just wait, we’re going to all play
together Christmas day.” What must it be like to have so many people in your
life? She envied him that. Before she could muster a response, Sinclaire entered the roundabout for patient pickup. Dire
opened the door, and then helped her into the passenger seat.
    His divine smelling cologne wafted to her as he leaned over to slip her
seatbelt on. She slapped at his hand only to have him encase her palm with his.
Their gazes locked and she inhaled a breath. Wrong move, his nostrils flared
and a deep intensity sparked. “I’m, I’m good. Thanks.” Moment broken, Dire
retreated and rested his arm on the open door.
    “Drive safe.”
    A touch of sadness rippled through her. She nodded past the lump wedged
in her throat and offered a smile.
    “ Sinclaire’s a mother hen. She’ll get us there
in one piece.”
    “See you later then.” His words tapered off with a fond gruffness. Dire
shut the door for her. Tucking his hands in his pockets, he offered a crooked
smile and turned. His name stretched over his broad shoulder blades. Her gaze
dropped to his ass and she gulped as her world tilted on its axis. Mia turned
to Sinclaire .
    “Take a deep breath girl.” She shot her best friend a murderous glare
while toying with his shirt and sniffing his woodsy scent.
    “Ash?”
    “Mom?”
    “Making sure you’re back there is all.” Mia leaned her head back against
the neck rest and closed her eyes. Sinclaire’s laughter rang in her ears. “Not funny. Not one single bit.”
    “Oh, I beg to differ. I think I’ll work overtime on his days off to give
him a fighting chance to win you over.”
    “Mom is going to be the most popular mom of the cheer squad when they get
a real life glimpse of him. I just know we’re going to be a family. It’s like
Dad sent the best recruit for us.”

Chapter Three

 
 
    The guys were certifiable, Mia thought four days later. She couldn’t wrap
her mind around their yearly competition or how the grown men and women of
Station 17 could play with frozen food. Their annual Turkey Bowl in full swing
brought laughter bubbling from her lips. The comedic game conjured up an image
of ridiculous fun.
    “Mom, isn’t this wicked great?” Ashland’s laughter rang out as she hurled
a half defrosted turkey by the mesh handle down a made up lane with bowling
pins at the end.
    “More like crazy.” Still stuffed from Christmas dinner
shared with the team, she turned to see the one female not playing carrying two
cups her way.
    “Cocoa?” Alpha Whitier ,
one of the medics for Station 17, asked.
    “You’re a godsend. How much longer is the game?” She blew on the cup. I will not watch him every second of this
game. Well maybe every other second. Mia groaned and watched Dire from
under her lashes over the rim of her cocoa.
    “Who knows? The boys hold championships some years.”
    Ashland squealed and air boxed after she rolled a strike. Around her
daughter, the men and women of Rescue Team One hooted and gave praise. However, Dire’s magnetic aura kept reeling her back to the
man. After her release, she accepted his promise to Ashland and her own internal
desire to not give up on a chance of happiness. It wasn’t much of a surprise
when Dire showed up bringing some food and dessert courtesy of a scheming text
by her devious daughter. He jumped at the chance to tell her the truth when she
figured out what was going on, but said he was planning to come by anyway. His
honesty was so refreshing. Dire had no qualms in admitting his desire to get to
know her better. The crowd grew loud, trying to make him lose his edge. He
pinned them with a deadly glare, turned to her and winked. Man, was she hooked.
    Dire wound back and let the bird loose, it rolled fast, hitting only