In less than a week, Judgments of Fire and Desire will be live on Amazon! Mark your calendars for January 10th! You can preorder at the following link!
Enjoy the excerpt!
“Now isn’t the time to be a self-absorbed, insecure jackass. Let me help you, Judge Patrick.”
Judge Patrick. Less than three months ago, she was screaming my name for the entire neighborhood to hear. By the time we were done, everyone on the block knew my first name was Kyrie.
I grabbed her hand as I coughed. Just that action hurt like hell. Whoever this was didn’t play fair. The element of surprise couldn’t keep working on me this way. I knew they were after me, but they still managed to catch me off guard, striking at the most inopportune times.
“God, you’re heavy. How many carbs have you been eating for the past few weeks?”
I huffed as she pulled me from the burning car. She picked a great time to joke around. “Genesis, please…”
I couldn’t get the full sentence from my lips because she turned me on my back, hooked her arms underneath mine, and started dragging me at a much faster pace. She was backpedaling just as fast as I could power walk. That was impressive, especially with her full uniform on and pulling my 240-pound frame. Just as we got to what I thought was a safe distance, the car exploded, knocking Genesis off her feet. She immediately laid her body on top of mine, shielding me from debris that could possibly threaten my safety.
I found myself staring into her eyes, reminiscing about the last time I was with her. When all seemed to settle down, she slid off my body. “Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yeah. Thank you for saving me once again. I could have been killed.”
She rolled her eyes. “I don’t know why you don’t admit you need me. Stop being so insecure about a woman rescuing you. Would you have preferred a man slide his body on top of yours?”
I gave her a slight smile and pulled her to me, not worrying about who was watching, and hugged her tightly, despite the pain. When she tried to pull away, I kissed her lips, allowing her to see that I would try to put my reservations about us to the side and just go with what I knew I felt for her.
“Now isn’t the time for public displays of affection, Judge Patrick. However, you can call me later to invite me to a thank you dinner. Remember, I like seafood,” she said as the paramedics approached.
I wanted to laugh, but my chest was killing me. When I coughed, it felt like something popped loose. I groaned as she grabbed my hand. The worried expression on her face didn’t do a thing for my nerves.
“I was only joking. Despite how you ghosted me because of your pitiful feelings, I still care about you. I don’t want to see you die from this, Kyrie. Until they find out who is after you, let me be here. It doesn’t make you any less masculine. I’m a firefighter first when it comes to trauma of this nature. Let me exercise the training they put me through to save you.”
I closed my eyes and nodded. “You’re right, Firefighter Farris.”
She released my hand with a smirk on her gorgeous lips and moved out of the way so the paramedics could do their jobs. I couldn’t keep fighting against her and my innermost feelings. Deep down, I wanted her in my life, and I was blessed that, after what I put her through, she still wanted to be in it too.
Ooo this is goona be fire! Already pre-ordered.
Can't wait! 🥰