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couldn’t distract her.
    She glanced at Toni in her outrageous purple-and-orange getup trying to catch the young firefighter’s eye by flirtingly repeating after him with the children. Surely Toni’s antics should have wrestled her attention from the sexy fire captain. Toni batted her eyes, and Aisha’s eyes went right back to the fire captain.
    Dang!
    Aisha couldn’t help it. She stared at the sexy, very hot fire captain who was standing there watching them al .
    Captain Hightower. He’d said his name was Captain Patrick Hightower. She wondered why he was stil in the room. He wasn’t giving them the tour. Last year when she’d brought her students for a tour, the highest-ranking officer on duty had introduced himself, given them a welcome and hightailed it out of there, leaving it up to the young rookie to do the grunt work.
    Tal . Rock-hard. Solid muscle and masculinity. Devil-may-care smile. Oh, yeah . He was a hot thing that could hurt al right.
    “Tel a grown-up when you find matches or lighters,” the students yel ed.
    “Stop, drop and rol if your clothes catch on fire.” They dropped on the ground and rol ed around.
    “Cool a burn!” Their little voices piped through the huge hal .
    “That’s right. If you happen to burn yourselves, you should immediately cover the spot with cold water.” The rookie firefighter whose name she still could not remember
    —as if she could remember another name with the name Patrick Hightower taking over every nook and crevice of her mind—coached the children with gems of fire safety.
    Cold water would have been good at that moment. It might have helped with the sudden heat she was feeling.
    She could drink a glass and cool her dry-as-the-desert mouth and throat. She could splash it al over herself to calm down the overwhelming body heat she felt when she looked at Patrick Hightower. The heat and the sweat popping out al over her was unbearable.
    Early menopause? It could happen as early as thirty-five. She was thirty-five. But something told her it wasn’t early menopause causing the steam to rol up her neck and making her hand want to fan, fan and fan away.
    “Crawl low under smoke!” her little darlings repeated.
    “Know the sound of the smoke alarm,” they added.
    The ringing of the alarm jolted her and she blinked.
    Sound effects? Hmm …She certainly needed a warning if Captain Hightower’s heated stare meant what she thought it meant.
    “Practice an escape plan,” the kindergarteners said with the same tone of authority that the young rookie had used.
    You haven’t said anything but a word!
    She needed an escape plan. She took a slow, calming and deep breath and tried to appear natural about letting it out. No matter what, she wasn’t going to give the man the time of day. That was for sure. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t.
    So there was real y no need to get al nervous and hot and bothered.
    “Recognize the firefighter as a helper,” the children chanted after the rookie.

    chanted after the rookie.
    Yeah.
    Right.
    She glanced up at the fire captain again. He smiled, a sexy, sizzling, seductive smile. His eyes seemed to say,
    “How may I help you?” And his body language—the cool, confident, assured stance—offered a multitude of possibilities.
    She continued to observe him, cautiously, and he continued to hold her gaze. Fire Captain Hightower didn’t appear to know the meaning of the words back down.
    Too bad.
    Aisha shook her head with al the rejection she could muster lacing her stare and posture. She even put on her best don’t-even-try-it-or-think-about-it-brother glare and placed her hand on her hip, blocking his sensual assault with everything she could. It might have helped if she didn’t find herself so incredibly attracted to him.
    And what did the man have the nerve to do in the face of her rejection? He saw her shaking head and smiled as he nodded! He even mouthed the word yes before winking at her and leaving the room.
    The air