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carrying equipment back to their respective apparatus.
    “Good work,” the captain said as he passed. “Let’s hope the rest of the shift is quiet.”
    “Yeah,” they both said simultaneously.
    Dallas
grinned. “Speaking of luck, do you think we’ll get lucky with Jude this Saturday?”
    Morgan’s serious expression lightened. “What the hell, she might give in and let us play with her toys. Do you think?”
    “She’s hot for us,”
Dallas
said, prodding his friend’s mood upward another notch.
    “In your dreams.”
    “Seriously, man. We turn her on.”
    “Whatever you say,” Morgan answered, opening the door of the ladder truck.
    “I’ll bet you next week’s pay she will let us show her how to play with the toys. Did you see that expression on her face? She’s real curious about things.”
    “She did seem to have fun modeling those clothes,” Morgan agreed.
    “We got to see one fucking outfit.”
Dallas
groaned. “I can’t believe we missed that opportunity.”
    “Probably for the better.” Morgan grinned at last. “I’m not sure I could have kept my promise not to touch.”
    “Me neither.”
Dallas
remembered the way her ass looked under the enticing rows of red lace ruffles. And her legs? He almost groaned at the memory. Jude had the kind of legs that could wrap around a man’s back and pull him into her so deeply he could drown without knowing it.
    “Thinking about those long legs, aren’t you?” Morgan asked, hauling himself into the truck.
    Dallas
climbed in beside him, resting his head back against the seat. “You know it. I can practically feel those legs wrapped around my hips while I…”
    The other men climbed into the front of the cab, and
Dallas
left his sentence unfinished. He figured Morgan could fill in the blanks.
    Morgan stared at him for a long moment before glancing away. Something in his friend’s expression made a cold lump of worry form in the center of
Dallas
’s chest.
    “You still with the program?”
Dallas
asked. He hoped Morgan hadn’t changed his mind. It wouldn’t be a contest between his lifelong friend and the woman he thought he might be falling in love with. That would be a no-win situation. Especially since it seemed Morgan was falling for her, too.
    Morgan flashed him a wicked grin. “You mean the share-and-share-alike plan?”
    Dallas
felt a knot of tension ease between his tired shoulders. “Yeah. You had me scared for a minute. I thought you were going to say you couldn’t do it.”
    “I know.” Morgan gave him a playful thump on the arm that rocked him sideways in the seat.
    “Asshole.”
    John Grayson looked back over the front seat with a concerned expression on his face. It was obvious he was unsure whether they were kidding or not. “Play nice, boys, or we’ll have to separate you.”
    “Everything’s under control,”
Dallas
assured him, shooting a sidelong glance at Morgan, who still had a dumb grin on his face but refused to look his way.
    Dallas
remembered the first time he met Morgan Kent. It had been in the third grade, and they had Mrs. Daniels for math. She made him feel like a loser. Math didn’t come easily to Dallas, and it seemed like the harder he tried the more confused he got. Mrs. Daniels liked to make an example of him to the whole class.
    Morgan had transferred from
Phoenix
. He sat quietly while the other kids laughed at Dallas’s embarrassment. He hadn’t laughed or stared at him. He just kept looking at Mrs. Daniels until she finally asked what his problem was.
    “You’re a jerk,” Morgan had said. Just like that. The class went so quiet he could hear a pin drop. Mrs. Daniels turned a funny shade of scarlet purple.
Dallas
hadn’t ever seen anyone get so mad. He could see her scalp shining hotly through her gray hair.
    “You’re going to the principal’s office, young man.”
    “He’s right!”
Dallas
countered. “You are a jerk.”
    Mrs. Daniels gave a hiss of frustration and hauled him out of his