For the moment, anyway. He allowed himself a wry smile. If anyone had ever told him that one day he’d be lying next to a beautiful woman in the dead of night and chitchatting like a girl at a slumber party instead of engaging in more hot-and-heavy activities, he would have hauled him to the nearest psychiatric ward. “What should we talk about?” As late as it was, Dana sounded perky. “Why a pretty girl like you ended up as an EMT firefighter instead of a nurse or a doctor.” She chuckled. “Promise you won’t laugh?” “I promise.” “I loved being first at everything I did. And when firemen visited the school during Fire Prevention Week, I realized that these guys had jobs where they were the first ones on the scene. So I wanted to be a firefighter, too.” He pictured a small girl with fiery red pigtails who clawed her way to the front of the line, and he chuckled. “You’re kidding, right.” “I’m not,” she insisted. “But it couldn’t have been easy. There aren’t a lot of women in the fire service.”
