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Orlando’s cell phone rang at the same time Nick’s went off. Nick wiped his hands and answered the phone. His skin crawled when he saw the number. Orlando’s face showed the same concern. It was the emergency number. The recording would require them to report to work on the double. A serious fire or another disaster had occurred and all firefighters, on duty or off would be required to handle it.

“Let’s roll,” Orlando said taking off the apron.

They entered the backyard where the women were. “Hey, baby, we got a call, Nick and I have to report to the firehouse.”

Regan’s eyes widened. “What happened?”

“I don’t know but it’s serious. The food is ready to go on the grill. I’ll call you when I get a chance.” He kissed Regan and motioned for Nick and said, “Come on, Nick.”

Nick stopped, turned back and seen the worry on Lincoln’s face. Men with dangerous jobs took those looks seriously. Returning from a job unscathed was not a guarantee, and a last look shared could be the last. He went over to her. “Hey, don’t look like that. We’re supermen remember,” he said with a smile.

“I’m not worried.” On impulse, she stood on tiptoe and pressed her lips to his.

He melted from the quick peck of the kiss. He tore away from her gaze after Orlando’s final order for him to get moving. “I’ll call you as soon as I can.”