Every so often, in the midst of chaos, you come across an amazing, inexplicable instance of civic responsibility. Maybe the last shred of faith people have is in their firemen.
—Kurt Vonnegut
Her breathing hitched and his all but seized in his lungs for the want of her, the taste of her, the feel of her under his hands. His lips whispered against the curve of hers,...
—Vonnie Davis
Tell me to stop, Sugar, or I’m going to start a firestorm of emotion neither one of us will know how to handle.”She smiled. “I’ve always loved storms.”He jerked her face closer and her heart...
Quick! What aisle are the douches in? I’ve got three bitches at the beach cottage and they all stick to high heaven.”…”You do carry Massengill, don’t you? That’s the best brand, according to my research.””Ah…”...
You always were the hot head. You got a temper in you that can’t be tamed, yet you also got a soft spot for stray dogs, kids in trouble and damsels in distress. See why...
My asshole smells like burnt firewood, and I’ve got firemen calling me. But I won’t answer, because my answer is no, they can’t take me out on a date.
—Jarod Kintz
A smart woman knows when to listen to her man.”Her man? “He is most definitely not my man. He’s not my type.””Type? If he was any more your type, he’d have you sitting in his...
Why do firemen wear jackets? I wouldn’t think they’d get cold running around in burning buildings.
Ice Man, his friends had called him. She’d give him a different nickname, like Sex on a Stick or Horny Toad.
There should be a soup spoon on the end of fire truck ladders, because fires do nothing if they don’t warm up leftovers.
She tugged on his hair. “I’ll have you know I’m no weakling.”He grinned and kissed her forehead. “No, it takes a strong woman to kill a truck.
I had to stop him from arresting an old lady who let her dog urinate against the fire hydrant that was in front of Burgerville headquarters.”You’ll blow our cover.””But what if there is a fire?””The...
—Lee Goldberg
Take me inside. Show me if a fireman knows how to start a fire.
He was my age and in my imagination he was a fireman, not the kind that actually fights fires but the kind who travels the country shirtless posing for calendars.
—Marika Christian
When I love, I love hard. You’re stuck with me for good. In your news report, you didn’t say what happened at the end of the bumpy ride. You didn’t say what it takes to...
—Jennifer Bernard
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