My Fireman's Secret Baby, Jamie Knight [best free ebook reader for android .txt] 📗

tears in her eyes. I carry the basket over to her. The others turn on the hose and start putting out the flames.

“Oh! You found them!” she yells in relief. She relaxes and nearly drops to the ground.

I set the basket on the pavement. The mother dog leaps out and runs over to the woman. She hugs it. I start cleaning the puppies. Together we carry them to the other side of the truck.

“Do you have someplace to put them?” the woman asks me.

“Yes. There's an empty box that we usually use for supplies,” I answer. It's behind the seat. I put the puppies in there. Together we get the mother dog inside as well. She immediately begins cleaning and caring for her babies. We close the door and walk back around to the other side. The fire is almost out. We pause to catch our breath.

“Would you like to tell me how all of this started?” I ask her.

“First, I need to thank you for saving the animals,” she says, turning to look up at me.

At that moment, I realize how attractive she is. This stranger has the biggest green eyes I have ever seen. Set in her small face with a pointed chin, they give the woman a look of innocence.

“It's no trouble. Just doing my job,” I reply, smiling at her. It's touching how much she cares about the animals.

We both look over at the smoldering remains of the building. The flames are out now. My colleagues are packing up the hoses and gear. The woman gazes at the wreckage and then down at the ground. There is a sadness about her right now. Her narrow shoulders shake. Finally, she looks at me like she is ready to talk. Tears line her eyes, making them sparkle.

Just then, a loud scream from the truck gets our attention. We both turn and see one of the firemen backing away from the cab. He hurries to slam the door.

“Dude! That is one huge snake!” he yells.

The girl and I both look at each other and start laughing. The situation is kind of funny. The other firefighters crowd around. They are looking through the windows at the boa. The girl and I are both laughing loud and hard. After a few minutes, I stop laughing to catch my breath. She continues. I stare at her oddly. Something about her laughter seems off. After looking at her face, I realize she is actually sobbing. I stand upright and look at her in concern. My heart breaks for her at that moment, so I step forward and spread my arms out. She lays her head on my chest and sobs loudly. I wrap my arms around her.

I’m not heartless. This has to be a very traumatic experience for her. I hold her while she cries. “It's going to be okay. You are safe, and the animals are safe,” I say, trying to comfort her.

She continues to cry, loud sobs and deep, ragged gasps. I continue to hold her trying to not notice the warmth of her petite body or the firmness of her breasts pressing against my abs.

You need to have a caring heart in this line of work.

As I run a hand over her dark hair, the process of cleaning up goes on around us. I’m focused only on her right now. This part of the job is always sad: the victims dealing with the situation and expressing their emotions. It's unfortunate when it happens to a good-hearted person like this girl. You can tell she is a sweet and decent person because of the care and concern she showed for her animals.

“Don’t worry. You’re safe here. Take your time,” I say in a soothing voice, petting the silky strands of her hair.

Eventually, I can hear her stop crying. She sniffles a little, but we continue to hold onto each other. I don’t mind comforting her. She deserves it after the day she has had. I continue to speak comforting words to her after she has already stopped crying, and I watch as the animals are brought out and checked. Some things are carried out from the building as well. I don’t think the woman notices any of this. She continues to stand there in my arms, clinging to me. I’m glad I can be a source of comfort to her right now. I think that is what she needs.

Chapter Four - Mylah

I cry and cry. I can’t help it. I never would have imagined something like this happening just when everything was going so right. The sobs are loud even to my own ears, but I can’t stop.

The big firefighter wraps his muscular, strong arms around me. I let him. I stand there crying into his chest, comforted by the warmth of his body. I can hear him murmuring to me, telling me things are going to be okay. He reminds me again that the animals and I are safe. I do feel safe and supported as I stand here listening to him.

I slowly stop sobbing, giving a sniffle and a hiccup now and then. Gently, I put my head up and look around. We stand there in silence. Debris is dragged from the wreckage that was once my home. I can’t believe this has happened to me. Why me? And on my first day! I had such high hopes for everything, and now it’s gone. All my dreams and hard work, and savings, just burnt up in an instant. It’s so devastating to think about. I try not to cry again as my chest tightens. This is the worst thing I have ever been through. How am I going to recover from this?

I hear barking. The firefighters bring out the box with the dog and puppies. They rinse them off gently, give them oxygen, then check each one to make sure they are okay. Afterward, they wrap them in a blanket and put them back into the box.