‘You sound like you found your calling’ the firefighter murmurs, studying me.
I nod, draining the last of my coffee, ‘I think I have too’ I agree, ‘I took a pay cut to join Cadell’s but I will never regret that, like you said about the fire house, Cadell is where I am meant to be.’
Ryker drops his gaze to his cup, twisting it around on the table before slowly lifting the mug to his lips and taking a long slip, silence falling between us.
We finish our drinks, before standing up from the table, and carry our mugs back to the counter where the barista takes them from us, beaming widely at Ryker before giving me a glare worthy of my friend Red when someone disses his favourite muscle shirt.
Ryker thanks her, earning another warm smile and flirtatious ‘come again soon’ before we walk towar
