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“That’s right, y’all aren’t from around here. You moved out here from North Carolina, isn’t that right?”
“Yeah, after my divorce Kody told me there was plenty of work for a paramedic out here. So I decided to come.”
“Kody said something about you having been in a bad marriage. I’m sorry.”
Sally was too. She didn’t take marriage lightly.
“Hey, Aunt Sally.”
She turned to see Lucy running toward her with Kody not far behind. Lucy reached her and wrapped her arms around her for a hug. Sally loved her niece. On Sally’s days off she often helped Kody with Lucy. Occasionally he needed Lucy to stay over at Sally’s while he worked his shift. Sally didn’t mind. She enjoyed spending time with her niece. “Hey there. I was starting to wonder where you were.”
Kody joined them. “Sorry, the birthday party Lucy was at went longer than I expected.” He reached out a hand and spoke to Ross. “Hey, man.”
Ross gave Kody’s hand a hardy shake. “Glad you made it. Have you tried the ribs yet? They’re great.”
“Yeah, we just ate, then saw y’all down here. Thanks for taking care of my sister.”
Heat went through Sally. She didn’t need taking care of. She gave her brother a quelling look. “Kody!”
He acted as if she hadn’t said anything as Ross said, “We saw each other and I invited her to eat with us. No big deal.” Ross made it sound as if he was trying to explain keeping her out too late to her father.
“Daddy, can I jump?” Lucy pulled on Kody’s hand.
“Sure, honey.”
Lucy kicked off her shoes and entered the box. Soon she was busy having fun with Jared and Olivia and the other children.
A few minutes later the man monitoring the game told the children inside that it was time to give others a chance. The kids climbed out, put their shoes on and joined them.
Sally put her hand on Lucy’s shoulder. “Lucy, I’d like for you to meet Jared and Olivia. Jared and Olivia, this is Lucy. She’s my niece.”
“Like Uncle Ross is our uncle,” Olivia chirped.
Sally smiled at her. “That’s right.”
A man announcing over a microphone the relay games were about to begin interrupted their conversation.
“Can we go watch, Uncle Ross?” Jared asked.
“Sure. You guys going?” He looked from her to Kody.
“Why not?” Kody responded for them both.
They walked toward the field that had been set up as a relay course. A crowd was already lining up along each side of the area marked with lanes.
“The first race is the egg carry. Children only. Get your spoon and egg and line up.”
All three of the kids wanted to participate.
Jared and Olivia were in lanes next to each other. Ross stood behind them. Lucy, with Kody doing the same, was in the lane next to them. Sally stood on the sidelines to cheer them on. The children put the handle of a plastic spoon in their mouth and sat the boiled egg in the other end.
The man said, “You have to go down and around the barrel with the egg in the spoon. First one back wins. Go on three. One, two, three.”
The children took off. Olivia only made it a short distance before her egg fell out. She hurried to pick it up and place it in the spoon again. Lucy and Jared were already at the barrel. Not getting far, Olivia lost hers again. She looked at Ross, her face twisted as if she was about to sob.
With what looked like no hesitation, Ross hurried to her. He went down on one knee and said something to Olivia. He offered her the spoon. She looked unsure but placed it in her mouth. Ross added the egg, then wrapped his arms around Olivia’s waist and lifted her. He walked with a slow steady pace toward the barrel. Sally’s heart expanded. Ross Lawson was a good uncle. They were way behind the others but the crowd cheered as Ross and Olivia rounded the barrel and headed for the finish line.
They were the last to cross the line but the people acted as if she was the first. Ross placed Olivia’s feet on the ground and went down on a knee. The little girl dropped her spoon and egg, and turned around, beaming at Ross. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a hug. What could have been a horrible memory for his niece, Ross had turned into one of joy.
Ross and Olivia joined their little group once more and they watched more of the races, cheering on people they knew.
A little while later the man with the microphone said, “Okay, it’s time for the three-legged race. We’re going to do something a little different this year to start out with. We need a male and female to represent each fire station. We’re going to have a little friendly house-to-house competition. Pick your partner, and come to the line.”
“Uncle Ross, you and Sally need to go,” Jared said.
“Yeah, you need to,” the girls agreed.
“I don’t think so.” Sally looked around for an excuse not to participate. She received no help from Kody, who just grinned at her.
“Someone does need to represent our station.” Ross studied her.
“Go, Aunt Sally.” Lucy gave her a little push.
She returned Ross’s assessing look. Surely he wouldn’t want to do it.
He said with far more enthusiasm than she felt, “Come on. Let’s win this thing.”
It figured Ross was competitive.
They hurried to a lane. Ross quickly tied the strip of cloth lying on the ground around their ankles. The entire time she tried not to touch him any more than necessary. She wasn’t very successful. They met all the way up the length of their legs. Her nerves went into a frenzy when Ross’s arm came around her waist. He felt so solid and secure. What was going on with her?
“Put your arm around me,” Ross commanded.
With heart thumping harder than normal, Sally did as he requested. Her fingers clutched his shirt.
“Not my shirt, me.” His words were teasing almost, but demanding, drawing her gaze to his face, which was fierce with concentration and determination. She bit back a laugh as her fingers gripped the well-founded muscle of his side.
“You really do want to win?” she murmured.
He glanced at her with disbelief. “Don’t you? We start with our outside leg. You ready?”
“Uh, yeah?” She wanted to run for her car.
The man asked, “Runners ready?”
“Okay, here we go.” Ross’s voice was intense.
“Go!” the man said.
Ross called, “Outside, inside…”
They were on their way. He was matching the length of his stride to hers. Ross continued to keep the cadence as they hurried up the lane. She tried to concentrate on what they were doing but the physical contact kept slipping in to ruin it. When she tripped, his grip on her waist tightened.
“Outside, inside…” He helped her to get back in sync.
As they made the turn around the barrel, he lifted her against his body as if she weighed nothing. After they had swung around, he let her down and said, “Inside.”
Her fingertips dug into his side. Ross grunted, but didn’t slow down. His ribs must still be tender. She eased her grip and concentrated on their rhythm again.
The crowd yelled and Ross held her tighter, plastering her against him. They picked up speed.
Between breaths Ross said, “Come on, we’re almost there.”
Sally put all the effort she had into walking fast. They were near the line when Ross lifted her again and swung her forward with him. The crowd roared as they crossed the finish line. They stumbled hard and went down. Ross landed over her. They were a tangle of arms and legs and laughter.
Ross’s breath was hot against her cheek. Her hands were fanned out across his chest. His arms were under her as if he had tried to protect her from the fall. As he looked at her, his eyes held a flicker of masculine awareness. Her stomach fluttered with a feminine response.
“Stay still. I’ll untie us.” His breath brushed over her lips.
“Well, folks, that was a close one,” the man said.
“Aunt Sally, you won! You won!” Lucy’s voice came from above her.
“We did?” she grunted as she and Ross worked to untangle themselves from each other.
Ross finally released their legs and stood. He had that beautiful smile on his face again as he offered her a hand. She put hers in his. He pulled her up into his arms and swung her around. “We sure did!”
“Oh.” Her arms wrapped around his neck as she hung on. Just as quickly, he let her go. It took her a moment to regain her balance.
Lucy hugged her and Kody slapped Ross on the back. Jared and Olivia circled them, jumping up and down.
“You were great.” Ross grinned at her with satisfaction.
She brushed herself off. “Thanks. You did most of the work.”
“Okay, everyone,” the man said. “There’s ice cream for everyone before we have the stations’ tug-of-war events.”
“I don’t know about you guys but I think Sal and I earned some ice cream,” Ross said to their group.
“It’s Sally, Uncle Ross,” Olivia corrected him.
Ross looked at her. “Sally and I, then.”
“I’ve always called her Sweet Pea,” Kody quipped.
Sally groaned.
Ross glanced at her and beamed mischievously.
Sally started walking. The three kids joined her. She might never live this day down.
Ross spooned another bite of ice cream into his mouth. He, Kody and Sally were sitting at a table finishing their food while they watched the kids playing on the park playground equipment. The kids had become fast friends.
He looked at Sally. Her concentration remained on her bowl. She’d really been a trouper during their race. Yet by her expression he’d gathered she hadn’t wanted anything to do with it. Was her silent objection to the race or running it with him?
His reaction to having her bound to him had been unexpected. That response had grown and hung like a cloud over them when they had been tangled in each other’s arms. There had been a smoldering moment when she had looked at him with, what? Surprise? Interest? Desire? He was male enough to recognize her interest but smart enough to know that she was off-limits, for a number of reasons.
Sally was the sister of a friend. She worked with him. From what he understood she wasn’t yet over her divorce and had no interest in dating. More to the point, she didn’t strike him as someone who would settle for a fling. As for himself, he couldn’t afford to have his mind or emotions anywhere but on his job right now. A real relationship would be a distraction, and something about Sally made him believe that she would be the definition of distraction.
Then there were his scars. More than once they had turned a woman off. A number of women he’d dated had expected a big, strong firefighter would be flawless, would look like a subject of a calendar. They had been disappointed by him.
Thankfully Kody asking him a question directed his mind to a safer topic. A few minutes later the announcer called the tug-of-war teams to the field.
Ross said to Kody, “Well, it’s time for the fun to begin. We need to win this thing. I’ve heard about all I want to about how strong the Twos are.” He raised his voice. “Come on, Jared and Olivia, it’s time for the contest.”
The kids stopped playing and started toward them.
Sally chuckled. “You’re really looking forward to this, aren’t you?”
“Oh, yeah. All I’ve heard from Station Two is how they won last year. I’m ready for payback. Do you mind watching Jared and Olivia while I’m pulling?”
“Not at all.”
“Lucy too?” Kody added.
“Sure. I’ve got them all. You guys go on. I’ll bring the kids.”
He and Kody loped across the field to join the other members of the station. When they reached the part of the field where the tug-of-war would take place, Ross raised his hand. “House Twelve. Here.”
Other station captains were doing the same. There was a great deal of commotion as everyone located their fellow companies.
The announcer came on again. “Firefighters and first responders may I have your attention?”
The crowd quieted.
“This is how the competition is going to work. We’ve set up brackets by pulling station numbers out of a hat. Those will pull against each other. The winner will continue on to the next bracket until we have a winner. Now each house needs to huddle up and decide which six people from your station will be pulling. There must be at least one woman on the team. If your house doesn’t have enough people present, then you may recruit from your family members. If you have any questions you need to see Chief Curtis up here. As always, he’s our final word.”
Using his “at a fire” voice, Ross spoke to the people around him. “Okay, Erickson, Smith, Hart, Kody and me. Rogers, you’ll be our designated woman. Does that work for everyone?”
“Ten-four, Captain!” they cheered.
“Great. Now, get into position and get ready to give it all you’ve got.”
Those who weren’t chosen went to join those lining the tug-of-war area. Ross and his team moved to the large-diameter rope lying on the ground. A piece of cloth was tied in the middle of it. A chalk line had been drawn across the pulling area.
He glanced over to see Sally and the kids standing near the line. There was excitement on their faces. They all hollered, “Go, Twelves!”
Each team member picked up a section of the rope. Ross anchored at the back where a knot was tied.
