Ryker steps up beside me, he is dressed in his jacket and trousers from the station, and his gaze is pinned to the side of my face as he nods to Sam.
‘The fire station has a table to give out stickers and s.hit to the kids’ he replies, ‘we’ve also brought an engine for the kids to sit in, plus we have some helmets that they can try on.’
Sam nods, ‘that’s cool man, nice of your guys to donate your time like this.’
Ryker shrugs turning his attention toward him, ‘the truck always pulls in good crowds’ he replies, ‘helps boost sales for the tables inside.’ I can feel his gaze burning into the side of my head, ‘it’s good to support our community because they do the same for us.’
The other man nods, ‘that’s awesome, I’ll have to come out and take a turn, I love the fire trucks . . . and you
