Sudden Response R.L Mathewson

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her life, things that she fought so hard not to want, but she did. She wanted a life with
Eric. She wanted to get married and if that was still too much for him then she would
settle for him moving in with her and she wanted a family. Not yet, but soon and she
wanted that with him.
"I need to know if I'm part of the reason that you turned this down," he said quietly.
"And if you are?" she asked, not really sure that he'd be happy that she wanted
something that he may not be able to give her. The fact that he was able to handle a real
relationship with her should have been good enough, but she wanted more.
"Am I part of the reason, Joe?" he asked again.
She looked up and met his eyes and shrugged like it was no big deal even though the
thought of him telling her that he couldn't give her anymore scared the living hell out of
her. Honestly, she didn't know what she would do if he didn't want anything more than
what they had now. This should be more than enough for her, she knew that, but it
wasn't. She wanted to fall asleep in his arms every night and wake up the same way
every morning. She wanted to fight with him over the remote, manipulate backrubs out of
him every week and know that he was hers.
He pressed his lips against her forehead. "Please tell me I'm the reason, Joe."
"Why?" she asked, unable to hide her surprise. Never in a million years would she have
thought, prayed yes, that Eric wanted more with her.
"Because I want to know that you want me as much as I want you," he said against her
forehead.
"And if I do?" she asked, smiling as she relaxed in his arms.
His hold around her tightened as he let out a little growl that curled her toes. "I wish like
hell that we weren't having this conversation at work."
"Me too," she said, sighing softly as she reached up and cupped his jaw. "I love you, Eric."
"I love you too, Joe," he said, pressing another kiss to her forehead before moving back.
He reached up and cupped her face. "You know I want to marry you, don't you?" he
asked as uncertainty flickered across his features.
"Now I do," she said, leaning in to brush her lips against his, but just like it usually did,
the kiss quickly got out of hand.
Although they'd fooled around in the ambulance before they'd never done it in front of an
audience and she had no plans on doing it now, but the second their shift was over she
was tying him to her bed and using him until they both passed out.
"We have to stop," Eric said, gasping as he pulled back. She nodded her agreement as
she climbed off his lap and willed her shaky legs not to give out.
She sat down in her seat and ran her hands down her face, willing her body to cool down
and doing her best to resist the urge to jump him. Her eyes landed on the pastry box and
sighed in relief, thankful to have something to focus on besides the sudden ache between
her legs.
Without a word she handed the apple fritter over to Eric and grabbed the chocolate
frosted coffee roll for herself. She took a bite and tried to focus on anything but Eric, but
it was difficult being this close to him and not thinking about him or wanting to touch him.
For a few minutes they sat there silently as they ate until Eric broke the silence.
"I don't want you to quit for me, Joe," he said softly, surprising her.
Frowning, she looked over at him to find him staring down at his half-eaten fritter. "That's
what you wanted a few months ago."
"I know," he said, shaking his head as he sighed heavily, "but I don't want you to give up
something that you love because of me, Joe. I don't want you to have any regrets later."
She reached out and took his large hand into hers. "I won't, Eric. I'm not giving it up
entirely. I love dispatching and teaching and I would love to focus on that for a while. If it
doesn't work out I plan on coming back to work on the truck and going to school," she
explained. Of course if she went to paramedic school later on she doubted the city would
pay for it.
"I only want you to be happy, Joe," he said, bringing their entwined hands to his lips. He
pressed a soft kiss to the back of her hand.
"I am happy," she promised before giving him an impish little grin. "But, I'd be happier
with an orange juice."
Chuckling, he shook his head as he started the ambulance. "Little gold digger."
"That's me," she agreed.
Loud sirens caught their attention. Joe looked to her right to see Greg speed across the
large empty parking lot with his lights going and his sirens blaring.
"What a fucking idiot," Eric said, following after him at a much slower pace.
She couldn't agree more, especially when he peeled out in front of an SUV and raced
down the street. They watched the ambulance as it rode down the middle of the road,
forcing cars to pull off to the side or get hit.
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"Remind me to have Bill give OEMS a call about that little prick," Eric said, voicing her
thoughts at the moment. He really didn't belong working in an ambulance and he sure as
hell didn't belong behind the wheel.
"Oh shit," Eric snapped, turning on the emergency lights and grabbing the mike as she
watched in horror as Greg ran through a red light and was slammed into by a tractor
trailer that hadn't been given an ounce of warning to stop.
"Echo seventeen to dispatch," Eric said as they sped through the parking lot, watching as
the ambulance rolled over several times until if finally landed on its hood only to have the
truck slam into it as the sound of screeching breaks broke through the sounds of metal
being crushed.
"Echo seventeen."
"We are onsite at an MVA involving an ambulance and a tractor trailer at Washington and
Paramount. Requesting assistance from fire and ambulance," Eric said, smoothly turning
onto Washington.
"Received Echo seventeen, MVA at Washington and Paramount."
"That fucking idiot," Eric growled out as he moved through traffic, switching the sirens as
he requested the right away.
Once they reached the scene of the accident he pulled up and blocked the road that the
destroyed ambulance occupied. He left the emergency lights on as he jumped out, glad
to see the other ambulances that were stationed alongside of them earlier heading
towards the accident.
When he got his hands on the little bastard he was going to kill him, he decided as he
and Joe worked quickly to pull their stretcher out, load it with oxygen, a trauma bag and
the long board. Just as he was about to push the stretcher towards the overturned [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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