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ask me that?”
    “You should be more careful.”
    “Sure, I’ll keep that in mind. I am a cop. Shit happens.”
    Trent scowled at him, crossing his arms in a defiant gesture as he did. “ Exactly .”
    Shawn had to admit he was completely lost. Trent was hot and sexy, but that didn’t mean he might not be one card shy of a full house. Shawn’s radio crackled, offering him a respite from having to come up with something to say immediately.
    “Are you out back?”
    “We have a situation. There’s smoke pouring from the kitchen area. I’ve called it in, but we’ve gotta get these people outta here now.”

Chapter Three

    Fire.
    The restaurant was unbelievably packed and Trent knew they would have to move fast, especially with all the fluffy decorations the place had plastered all over. He’d been fairly stunned when Walt had insisted on coming to the eatery.
    Shawn turned to him, about to speak, but Trent interrupted him.
    “I heard. I’ll help you clear everyone out.”
    Not responding, Shawn took off for the dining area and Trent followed. He was relieved to see that the smoke wasn’t yet visible from the curtained area that led to the bar. It would be easier to get the patrons outside quickly and easily if there wasn’t a panic.
    He noted Shawn whipping his head around, obviously in search of someone. Trent was at his side.
    “Who’re you looking for?”
    “I need the manager to shut off this damned music, but he’s disappeared. It’s so loud I won’t be heard over it if I make a general announcement.”
    Trent nodded. “See if you can get one of the staff to do something about that while I go to the tables closest to the drapes. I’ll get those people out first. Maybe the rest will take the hint.”
    “Good plan.”
    Right then, a theme-dressed man walked past. Shawn grabbed the arm of the server.
    “I need to evacuate the restaurant. Can you shut off this music so I can make an announcement?”
    The young man’s eyes went wide. “Why? What’s wrong?”
    “It’s just a precaution. There’s nothing to worry about. Could you look into that for me? Hurry.”
    The kid nodded, clearly not convinced that he shouldn’t worry. Before he could stop himself, Trent lightly grasped Shawn’s elbow.
    “Come help me with these tables in the meantime. There’s still a chance we can get everyone to move out before you even have to make an announcement.”
    He tried not to notice how Shawn had tensed slightly when he’d touched his arm.
    Shawn nodded but had an odd look on his face.
    “Don’t you want to let your date know first? I can always get started over here while you do that.”
    Trent regarded Shawn, watching as his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down a couple of times, a hint of nervousness evident.
    “He’s not my date. Let’s get moving.”
    Shawn turned his back on him and approached one of the tables closest to the lounge entrance. Trent couldn’t help but be impressed at how calm he was, careful to keep his voice low as he ushered a young couple from their chairs toward the front.
    Trent tore his gaze away and went about encouraging additional patrons to vacate the restaurant. After a few groups of people left, there was a distinct murmur that could be heard amongst the restaurant goers. He was in the process of speaking to three elderly couples about safely exiting when he felt a grip on his arm. He glanced up to see Walt.
    “What’s going on? Were you just gonna leave me there?”
    “Wait for me outside, Walt.”
    Trent moved toward the next table, the occupants already gathering their things as he did so. The message to leave seemed to have swept the room. His arm was grabbed again.
    This time, Trent whirled around in frustration. He’d already suspected that Walt had been drinking before he’d arrived at Showstoppers, but his behavior indicated that it was more likely than not that he had.
    “Not now. Go outside.”
    Trent tried to turn away again, but Walt stepped in front of