Loving A Firefighter (Loving Series) by Susan Leigh Carlton Read Free Book Online

three months.  They went to movies, they went to the Ranger’s games and sometimes just had a quiet dinner in Carrie’s apartment.  On one occasion, she had something to give her mother and asked if he would like to go with her.  She introduced him to her mother.  It was apparent Mrs. Evans took an instant liking to Chip.  Mrs. Evans worked in the ER and had met several firefighters that had been in after an injury.  They talked about the dangers and admiration for his work.  As they left, Carrie said, “You have made a conquest.  She really likes you.”
    “I like her too.  The ER is a tough place to work.  I’ve ridden with our EMTs and Parkland is the place of choice for the really serious injuries.”
    The comfort they shared in each other’s company continued to deepen.  A slender thread began to form, tying each to the other. The relationship changed to one of love but neither had expressed it yet.
    The ir kissing sessions left both of them breathless.  One evening, they were sitting on her sofa after she had prepared dinner for the two of them.  The TV on, and Chip had his arm draped over her shoulder.  He pulled her closer and she looked into his eyes expectantly.  He lowered his lips to hers.  The kiss became intense.  Her lips parted, allowing him entry.  His tongue explored the roughness of her tongue and the ridges and contours of her mouth.  His hand moved inside her vee neck blouse.  When his fingers touched her breast, she gasped audibly.  She didn’t move it but placed hers atop his.  The fingers moved over the smooth sensitive skin.  A wave of excitement washed over her.  His fingers rubbed the nubs of the nipple.  It grew tight and erect.  They sat this way, kissing and his hand continued massaging the mound that was her breast.  She liked the feel of his hand.  She had a strong urge in her most private place, the moisture wet her panties. 
    She removed her lips from his, but she left his hand where it was.  “Chip, I really like you, but I’m not ready for this to go any further,” she said, her voice barely over a whisper.
    “You’re right,” he said, huskily, and removed his hand.  They watched the rest of the TV movie, interrupting it periodically with a a tightening of his arm about her shoulders and a kiss.
    She fixed each of them a dish of ice cream, which was eaten in silence.  “Are you mad at me?” she asked, the emotion affecting her voice.
    “Mad at you?  How could I be mad at you? You’re the nicest girl I’ve met.”
    Thunderstruck, she stared at him intently.  The vulnerability that showed on his face touched her.  She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
    “I want you to meet my parents.  Tomorrow is family night.  Can you go then?”
    “Yes, the thought scares me, but I want to.”
    “You shouldn’t be afraid of my parents.  It’s my sister you’ve got to watch out for.”
    * * * 
    The day crept by the next day at work, but it finally ended. She left thirty minutes early so she would have time to shower. Promptly at five minutes before six, there was a sharp rap on the door.  
     
    Checking the port, Carrie saw Chip and opened the door. Taking in the image before him, he said, “You look beautiful.  Dad’s going to love you and Mom loves everybody, so you’re home free. What’s the fragrance you’re wearing? I really like it.”
     
    “It’s J’adore by Dior. I’m glad you like it. It’s my favorite. You wear Halston After Shave, don’t you?”
     
    “It’s all I own. I used to wear English Leather but not in a long time.”
     
    “I like Halston. One of the men at the station wears it. Okay, I’m ready to go.”
     
    “Let’s do it.”
     
    Had they gone in Carrie’s car, they might have seen Nathan lurking in the shadows. He finally made bail that day.
     
    Chip had called his mother to tell her he was bringing someone. In answer to her expected question, he said, “No Mom, you don’t know