Title: When Sparks Fly (First-Responders #1)
Author: J.A. Essen
Genre: Erotica Menage
Release Date: September 1, 2016
Synopsis
The First-Responders is a contemporary romance, novella series. Each book will be able to be read as a standalone. Book 1 is about Macy, a graduate student and soon to be elementary school teacher, and Seth, a firefighter.
Macy has had a rough go of it with boyfriends lately. "Bad luck or no luck at all" seems to be her constant go-to phrase.
Seth is a firefighter at a Santa Barbara sub station, and is pretty much the Greek god Adonis come-to-life in Macy's eyes. The question is, though, how to get him to notice her.
There is an electric current in the air from the first moment they meet. Seth is a perfect gentleman and Macy, as always, falls hard... both figuratively and literally.
But it doesn't take long for things to start falling apart.
Unexpected surprises lead her down a road she had never even considered.
Macy has a decision to make once her rose-colored glasses have been removed. Will she, or won't she?
Sparks are definitely going to fly!
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Excerpt
I ride right up next to Seth and put it in park. He’s standing out in front of the Hummer, playing something on his phone when we drive up. Walking around to open up the door for me, I notice he’s wearing black and red board shorts that are riding ridiculously low on his hips. His head is topped with a matching DC ball cap. I’m biting my bottom lip so hard, I taste a faint hint of blood.
“Good morning, Macy.” He takes my hand as I jump down out of the Jeep.
“Hey, Seth,” I say meekly. “This is my friend Rachel that was blabbering in the background when you called the other night.”
He nods his head. “Nice to meet you.”
I walk around to the back and open the rear gate. “Let me get that for you gals,” he’s quick to add as he grabs the cooler. We each grab our tote bags containing towels, sunscreen, and what not.
“Got a favorite spot?” Seth looks around.
“Actually, over by that stack of driftwood is great!” Rachel puts her two-cents worth in.
“Close enough so you can keep an eye on the lifeguard stand, huh?” I lean over and whisper to her.
She smirks at me. “I’m going to rent one of those big ass umbrellas. Join you guys in a minute.”
My eyes bug out when I realize she’s abandoning me.
“So, how’s your leg feeling? I don’t see any signs of a limp.”
“Fine actually.” We set our little area up while we wait for Rachel. Towels out, cooler open, music on.
“Mind if I take a look?” Seth motions for me to come in front of him.
I stand up, blushing a little as I start to take the wrap off. It kind of feels a little like stripping in front of this gorgeous specimen of a man. I take a half-step forward with my left leg and put it at a slight bend in between his legs. He begins to run his fingers around the edges of the abrasions on my calf, applying light pressure. The combination of the tingles his fingertips are creating and the slight pain of the pressure on the bruising is erotically blissful. Seth switches to his thumbs as he continues to trace the larger portion of the injury, past my knee, up onto my lower thigh.
I can feel my body start to waver under his touch, and the tingle between my thighs is starting. I don’t even realize it until I hear Rachel say, “You two need a moment alone?” but my head is lolled back, and my tongue is tracing a line on my upper teeth. I turn beet red and try to pull my leg back, but Seth locks his fingers behind my thigh and keeps it in place.
“Almost done.” He places his wide hand over the bulk of the scabbed-over scrape. “Good, no heat. Everything seems to be healing perfectly. Keep up with the Bacitracin and the scarring should be minimal.”
Once he releases my leg, I grab the wrap and throw it back around my waist before I take a seat.
“So Seth, how long have you been at the fire department? What did you do before that?” Rachel nudges me, as she gets the interrogationrolling.
“I’ve been with the SBFD for three years now. I’m the Medical Services Battalion Chief. Before that, I served two tours in the Middle East as a Fire Protection Specialist onboard the USS Dwight D. Eisenhower.”
My jaw drops again. A Firefighter and ex-military. Mmm. So much potential.
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