Hot In Here (Ashton Heights Fire # 3)

Taming these firefighters
promises to be one wild ride...

Best friends Leo and Blair
share everything—a workplace, a house, and even women. When they
meet the mysterious Ally she seems destined to be another notch on
their bed posts. Yet one night of passion has them wondering if
there’s more to life than an endless string of meaningless
hook-ups… and if their wild Ally Cat might be the one to tame them
both.

Ally figures fooling around
with a couple of hot firefighters is a one-time deal. Her over
protective family can barely stand the idea of her having one
boyfriend. Introducing them to two could cause mass hysteria. But
after one night of lethally hot loving, she’s seriously tempted to
go back for more…

Even though, when they find out who she
really is, there’s every chance Leo and Blair will run screaming
for the hills.

HOT IN HERE

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Blowing it Off – Sneak
Peek

The night was sultry, and
the air inside the Sovereign Hotel was thick. Scores of bodies
pressed together, giving off the kind of electric chemistry that
usually ended with at least one patron picking a fight and
consequently getting thrown out of the establishment. Others would
wind up going home together.

Most nights, one of those
people taking someone new home would have been Leo Chatfield. But
tonight, despite the kinetic energy in the air and the endless
possibilities the Friday night crowd presented, Leo wasn’t feeling
it. Truth be told, he had been growing tired of casual sex for a
while now. He wanted something else, something more. Lately, he’d
been yearning for someone to laugh with, someone who’d stay beside
him all night and wake up next to him in the morning. Someone he
could really care about.

In short, at the age of
twenty eight, Leo had decided he wanted a girlfriend. He just
didn’t know how he was going to tell Blair Bowman that.

“
Your shout next time,
Chats.” The man in question returned from the bar and handed Leo a
chilled bottle of beer. “Don’t think I should show my face at the
bar again.”

“
What did you
do?”

Blair winced and gave an exaggerated
shudder. “Michelle’s working.”

Leo groaned. “I thought she moved to the
Sunshine Coast.”

“
Didn’t work out there, I
guess. You’d think the distance would have given her some
perspective, but apparently, she still hates me.”

“
Blue.” Everyone at the
Ashton Heights fire station called Blair Blue most of the time.
“You told her she was too needy and that her desperate aura was a
turn off.”

“
Well, it was. One night
means one night. We were both really clear with her about that,”
Blair reminded him. “Why do some women not understand
casual?”

“
Sometimes the heart
doesn’t agree with the head. I think Michelle liked you more than
she let on.”

“
Me?” Blair raised a
skeptical brow. “It’s not me they like, Chats. It’s
you.”

Leo shook his head and went
back to watching the game of pool in front of him. He’d already
placed a gold coin on the edge of the table, claiming it for the
next game. Unfortunately, the two guys currently locked in battle
sucked at aiming, and shooting, and sinking balls—so basically they
sucked at the entire game of pool. It felt to Leo like he’d been
waiting forever and he was itching to do something.

Something other than rehash
an old discussion with Blair. Leo took a swig of his beer and told
himself to drop it. He couldn’t seem to. “Women would like you more
if you didn’t go out of your way to shut them out.”

“
This again,” Blair
scoffed. “I’m not shutting anyone out. I’m just not interested in
happily ever after. No, more to the point, I don’t believe in it. I
don’t want to lead anyone on, and I didn’t lead Michelle on. We
were both straight up with her. What kind of woman goes to bed with
two guys and thinks that’s going to lead to something
serious?”

Leo thought of his
colleague Steve and the rumors that had gone around the fire
station of how he had really hooked up with his girlfriend, Pam.
Scuttlebutt was their relationship had started with a threesome
between Steve, Pam and another firefighter. Leo had always
suspected his housemate, Rob McConnell, but Rob had refused to
confirm or deny, and Leo had left it at that.

He thought of another
firefighter, Corey Wachawski. He was openly bisexual and lived in a
triad relationship with Dale Griffin and Erica Shannon. The three
of them were tight, and Erica was pregnant now. Since he’d found
out he was going to be a daddy, Corey had been walking around like
he’d invented the Post-it note, all smiles like he was worth a
trillion bucks.

Leo took another swig of
his drink, that unsettling itch bugging him again. Everyone seemed
to be moving on, growing up, getting serious. Everyone except him.
And Blair, of course. The two of them seemed to be stuck on a
merry-go-round, or was it stuck in a revolving door? They picked up
a lot of girls—it was amazing how many were intrigued by the idea
of a three way with two healthy young firemen—had awesome sex and
parted ways with said girls the next day. It was a habit he and
Blair had fallen in to when they’d started working together a
couple of years ago. Blair was open about the fact he didn’t want
to get serious, and at the time, Leo had felt the same
way.

Sometime in the last few
months though, things had changed for Leo. They hadn’t for Blair,
which could prove to be a sticking point. He and Blair lived in a
share house with Rob. How would inter-house relations go if Leo
admitted he’d had enough of three-way casual sex and wanted to
start actually dating properly?

“
I don’t know,” Leo said
quietly at last. “Happily ever after happens sometimes, Blue. You
seriously never wanted it?”

“
It’s not about what I
want. I’m not into self-delusion, that’s all. Are these guys ever
going to sink the eight or what?”

Leo recognized Blair’s
change of subject for what it was—a way to avoid the discussion he
never seemed to want to have. He expected everyone to believe the
whole
I-don’t-want-love-don’t-need-it-don’t-believe-in-it
line, but something told Leo it wasn’t as simple
as that. Whether it was the fact both Blair’s parents had been
married several times or because some girl had trashed his heart
long ago, Leo wasn’t sure, but Blair’s rejection of all things
emotional had to come from somewhere.

Still, after two years of
house sharing
and
woman sharing, Blair had never changed his tune. Leo didn’t
expect to find out what really made the other man tick now. “They
suck, that’s for sure,” Leo agreed about the pool-playing duo. “But
they’re getting there.”

Just as he spoke the words,
one of the players lucked into sinking the last of his balls and
the black in one go. The winner whooped for joy while his opponent
groaned. Leo was glad to have something to do at last besides
contemplate the meaning of his life—or lack thereof. He stepped
forward to retrieve his coin. Before he could do it, someone set
another coin down beside it.

Leo saw the slender fingers
tipped with purple nail polish, then the well-toned arm. A
heartbeat later, he was looking into a pair of cobalt-blue eyes
that were flecked with sparkly slivers of gold. The woman had hair
the hue of black coffee that tumbled around her shoulders,
unblemished olive skin and an impish smile to match the mischievous
twinkle in her eyes. “You don’t mind if I go after you?”

Leo’s first thought was
that he wouldn’t mind what she did as long as she smiled at him
like that. He could picture it clearly. “
Do you think you could be so kind as to hide a dead body for
me? I’d be ever so grateful.”

“
Why
sure,”
he’d respond. “
I’ll bring the shovel, gorgeous.”

Leo smiled, amused. Or
maybe he was dumbstruck, because after a moment, the woman raised a
finely arched brow, making him realize he hadn’t answered her
question. “Ah…no. I don’t mind.”