Flashpoint. Jill Shalvis
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better standing. Listen, I was just cooking eggs, but then the pan caught fire.”
“It’s okay,” Brooke assured him. “The fire’s out now. Let’s worry about you.”
“I have a problem.”
Yes, he did. He was pale, clammy and sweating profusely. “Let’s work on that problem.”
“It’s, uh, a big one. It won’t go away.” Still breathing heavy, the guy looked down at his fly. “If you know what I mean.”
Everyone stopped working on the kitchen mop-up and looked at the guy’s zipper, and Brooke did the same.
He was erect.
She glanced at the guys. Dustin pushed up his glasses. Aidan busied himself with the cleanup. Zach rubbed his jaw and met Brooke’s gaze, his own saying that he’d seen it all, but not this.
Carl shoved his fingers through his hair, still trying to catch his breath. “See, I was supposed to have this hot date last night, but Mr. Winky wasn’t working. So I took a vitamin V.”
“Vitamin V?” Brooke pulled out a chair and firmly but gently pressed him into it. “What’s vitamin V?”
“Viagra.”
Brooke processed that information while Carl stared down at his lap with a mixture of pride and bafflement. “It worked, too. A little too well.”
“Okay.” Brooke opened her bag and began to check his vitals, carefully not looking at the guy’s zipper again.
“So…can you fix this? I’ve never had a twelve-hour case of blue balls before. Could it…kill me?”
“No one’s dying today.” Behind her, Dustin was checking in with the hospital, as was protocol. From the victim she took the basics: name, age, weight, etc. Dustin set down his radio and turned to her. “We have a few questions.”
“Not you,” Carl said, shaking his head. “Her.”
“Right.” Dustin wrote something down and pushed the piece of paper toward Brooke. It was the questions the E.R. doctor wanted answered. She paused, tucking a nonexistent stray piece of hair behind her ear while she tried to figure out how to do this and keep Carl’s dignity, not to mention her own. “Carl? How many Viagras did you take?”
“Oh. Um.” He looked away, catching Aidan’s and Zach’s eye. “Just the one.”
Brooke gave him a long look. She was not a pushover, not even close. “One?”
“Okay, two.”
“Are you sure?”
Mr. Vitamin V caved. “Four. Okay? I took four. I really wanted to do this.” Still breathing unsteadily, he put his hand on his heart. “Am I going to have a heart attack? Because I feel like I’m having a heart attack.”
Brooke was waiting on Dustin, who was talking to the E.R. about the four pills. “Just hang tight for a second.”
“Hanging tight. Or at least my boys are.” He smiled feebly at his joke. “Do I have to go to the hospital?”
“Finding that out now.” She did her best not to squirm, extremely aware of all the eyes on her, especially Zach’s, as Dustin gave her another piece of paper, which she read. Oh, boy. “Carl, when did you last have sex?”
Carl blinked. “When did I last have sex? Are you kidding me? That’s why I took the pills in the first place!”
Again Brooke accidentally met Zach’s gaze. He was cool, calm, and not showing a thing, but she felt her own face heat. If she had to answer this question, she’d have to admit that she couldn’t even remember. “We need to know when you last ejaculated.”
“Oh.” Carl let out a long breath. “Jesus. Yesterday. In the shower.”
Nodding, she made the note.
“Twice.”
Brooke dropped her pen.
“That’s normal, right?” He looked at Aidan, Dustin and then Zach for affirmation. “Back me up here, guys. It’s just what we do, right?”
Aidan got really busy, fast.
Dustin scribbled on his notepad.
Zach just raised a brow.
“Damn it!” Carl slapped his hands on the table. “Don’t you guys leave me out here hanging alone! Tell her.”
Dustin sighed, then after a hesitation, nodded.
Aidan, too.
Brooke looked at Zach, who met her gaze evenly, not looking away, neither embarrassed nor self-conscious as he nodded, as well.
Carl was waiting for her next question, but she couldn’t stop staring at Zach, couldn’t stop picturing him—
Oh, perfect. And here came the blush.
Dustin nudged her and she jumped, jerking her gaze off Zach.
“Really, it’s what guys do,” Carl was still saying.
It was what guys did.
Drive her crazy.
They made the decision to transport, and while loading the patient in the small kitchen, Brooke bumped into Zach. She looked into his face, feeling hers heat, watching him smile as if he knew what she was thinking.
It’s what guys do…
She moved past him but their arms touched, and damn if she didn’t feel her stomach quiver. Because their arms touched. How ridiculous was that? If he ever touched her in a sexual way, she’d probably come before he even got her clothes off.
“You okay?” he murmured. “You’re looking at me funny.”
“Me?” Her voice was as high as Mickey Mouse. “No. Not at all.” I was looking at you like I wanted to gobble you up for my next meal, that’s all.
He cocked his head and studied her a moment. “Sure?”
“Sure.” Liar, liar…
Chapter 4
“HEY, NEW HIRE SEVEN,” Cristina said several days later, the next time she saw Brooke. “Any more Viagra calls?”
Brooke looked over as Firefighter Barbie entered the fire station living room grinning from ear to ear. “Brooke. My name is Brooke.”
“So.You ever have a patient with a perma-boner before?”
“No. That was a new one,” Brooke admitted.
“At least you didn’t have to climb a tree to get to him, huh?”
“At least he was human.”
Cristina laughed and walked past Blake, who was on the computer, and affectionately rumpled his hair. “You get the message that your sister called?”
“Yep, thanks.”
“Kenzie sounds good. I saw her on Entertainment Tonight last night, she was being interviewed about being nominated for a daytime Emmy for her soap.”
“I taped it.”
“We still all having dinner tonight, right?”
“Yep.”
Brooke knew that they did that a lot, got together. All of them. They’d asked her to join them weeks ago, on her first night, but she had been anxious to get started packing up her grandma’s house. Now that she’d been doing that for two weeks, she’d love to be included, but didn’t know how to ask.
A lifelong problem—not knowing how to belong. But for the first time