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Since when did you get into cradle robbing?”
    She rocked back as if slapped. “What the hell? Did you just say what I think you did?” It didn’t matter that she’d thought almost exactly the same thing just moments before.
    “Damn straight I did. What’s Mom going to say when you bring Junior home for dinner? Or are you just screwing him?”
    Cassidy’s blood began to boil. Jay could be an overbearing ass, but this was over the top, even for him. “I have no idea what the hell is up with you, but we’re finished with this conversation. When you figure out what it was you were trying to say, in your muscle-thickened brain, you know how to get in touch. And there’d better be a fucking apology to start it off.” She whirled away, and her fury drained as she took in the scene unfolding before her. Jay’s butt-headed behaviour could never matter as much as this.
    The firemen attending Corina and another patient who’d materialised from a different house had rushed to Scott’s side, ordering the civilian away to let them do their job.
    Cassidy held her breath. Now she knew why she’d insisted on driving. She’d wanted, no, needed to see Scott in his element, to see what had been taken away from him. Would he accede to the paramedic’s insistence, or revert to the man honed by six years of battlefield experience?

Chapter Eight
     
     
     
    Scott reached into his bag and located his field scissors, slicing through the man’s T-shirt before donning his stethoscope and laying the diaphragm on the victim’s chest. “Patient is approximately seventy, possible fracture of L5S1 from initial assessment.” He paused, fingers on the man’s pulse as he listened to his heartbeat. “BP is thready but not alarming. He’s not going defib, but he’s shocky.” He pulled the stethoscope out of one ear. “Y’all got a backboard on your rig or is there an ambulance en route?”
    He met the paramedic’s eye. The medic stared straight back at him for a brief second, sprinted to his truck and returned quickly with the board.
    His partner had taken over caring for the woman and was bundling her and Corina into the back of Jay’s cruiser.
    “How bad is it?” Scott referred to the damage path of the twister as he and the fireman carefully shifted the patient onto the backboard.
    “Just this neighbourhood. It sucked back into itself, but fucked up the streets enough that it was hell getting through with the rig. Ambulance should be along in just a minute.” The paramedic shifted his attention to their patient. “Sir? Officer Thompson will be taking your wife and granddaughter to the hospital in his patrol car. We’ll follow as soon as the ambulance gets here.”
    Scott lifted his head, suddenly realising the area had become a swarm of law enforcement officials and rescue workers while he and the unnamed paramedic had worked on stabilising Grandpa.
    He wasn’t needed here anymore, he could see that. But damn, it had felt good to be part of the action again.
    He stood wearily as the adrenaline started to fade and noticed Cassidy standing next to the patrol officer, deep in conversation. She looked gorgeous, even though her sexy dress was dirty and her pantyhose had a huge run in them. Her hair had fallen out of its careful arrangement and hung to her waist, dishevelled. The sight made his chest ache. It didn’t help his struggle to stay mad at her for endangering herself, for going against his order to stay outside.
    The cop glared at her angrily and she stared right back, obviously furious. Instant rage careened through Scott. Who in the hell was this guy?
    Cassidy turned, caught his eye and smiled, a full-wattage, no-holds-barred smile telling him he’d done everything right. It was then that he knew he wanted her for more than a one-nighter. He hadn’t died when he’d lost his fucking eye, so there was no way in hell he was going to live like the walking dead. He’d figure something out, some way to make this