The warnings: this story will contain spanking of an adult, BSDM theme, polyamourous relationship between three people.

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K xx

I swallow the last of my Long Island Ice Tea just as Aiden downs the rest of his Corona. Aiden is motioning Otis for another refill and pulling some notes out of his pocket before I even have a chance to open my purse that is set on the bar between us.

"I was paying for this round?!"

Aiden shrugs,

"My treat -it's not often I get to spend time with my best friend so shut up and drink your girly drink."

I pull a face at him before shoving him in the ribs with my elbow. I snort as Aiden almost falls off of his chair. This in turn causes him to push me; we end up leaning against each other laughing until my sides hurt. After the weirdness of the last few weeks with Kelly and Matt, it is nice to be able to relax and have fun with someone who knows me just as well as I know myself. Me and Aiden had been childhood friends from Kindergarten onwards and we had stayed in touch when he had enlisted and I had started the Academy. It was the first time since his first leave almost 3 years ago now that he was in Chicago for his leave rather than visiting his family in New York like usual.

"Do you remember the Senior Ditch Day when we all went out to the lake and built that campfire?"

I nod - it was one of my favourite memories from high school. We have ditched school and gone to this lake that was about an hour from Chicago. We had swam in the lake and as the night fell, we had built this massive campfire and sat around telling ghost stories and making smores. It had been one of the best days in history.

"We should totally do that again before I have to ship out again in a few weeks. Get the whole gang back together - like a reunion. Only - you know, with no cheesy music and people that you hated from school!"

"Sounds awesome to me - only if we bring better alcohol this time though!"

I rib him - with only the selection of his dad's liquor cabinet last time we had been stuck with some out of date red wine and a couple of cans of lager.

We laugh and I quickly grab for my purse as we go to order another round.

I stumble into my apartment at 2am - trying to keep the noise down in order to not wake Kelly and Matt. After all we did have a shift tomorrow - or was it this morning now? I frown and then shake my head trying to stop the hallway from spinning quite so much. I should never have agreed to those shots but it was only one night. Here was to hoping for a quiet shift today - after all I was gonna need it with the hang over that I was gonna have.

Matt's POV

I pull the door closed behind me as I enter Kelly's officer quarters and slump down on the bed with a sigh. Kelly turns immediately - the sighing and flopping on to beds is usually more his style. I'm usually more of a quiet brooder over things; however, today was more of a sighing kinda day.

"You okay?"

I hum in agreement, with Olivia out of sight, the tightness in my groin was going down.

"Liv's being a tease."

Kelly grunts in agreement and turns back to his paperwork satisfied that I wasn't having a major breakdown or dying.

"What's she doing?"

"Making innuendos, palming me in the equipment room and then again behind the island when we were getting coffee."

"She was parading around the locker room this morning in her bra and panties when I was in there earlier, pushing herself up against me. I think our girl is trying to push us into something."

It was going to be hard to finish the rest of the shift with Olivia in this kind of mood. Usually we would have cornered her in the locker room or in one of the officer quarters and fucked the tease right out of her. But as one of our new rules was no sexual activity/scenes at the firehouse, that wasn't going to be an option.

"Well one of us is going to have to say something Kel, I can't put up with her doing this for the rest of the shift!"

"Whoever she starts with next should say something."

"Sure"

I sigh and swing my legs off of Kelly's bunk and stand - I was going to have to go and closet myself in my own office to finish my own paperwork for the chief and wait for my hard-on was going to go down. I was hoping that I could eke out the paperwork to take up most of the next 7 hours of shift so that I wasn't in Liv's line of fire. I didn't want to be the one that said anything because then I was gonna be responsible for the punishment that she was gonna get when she got home for the teasing. Hopefully, she would go for Kelly next.

Kelly's POV

The Officer Quarters door shuts with a click and I sigh slightly. I knew right then that the task of punishing Olivia was going to fall on me. Matt was pulling back again - just like the scene last week. This had to stop - I needed this to be an equal partnership again, not me leading and Matt trailing in my wake. I could understand his skittishness regarding the punishment, after all the last one had almost broken the relationship, however he had to get back in the saddle so to speak. He couldn't hide from this forever. I would take the lead for this one last punishment and then Casey was going to have to get over this and step up.

I hear the door of my office click open again, I ignore as the person steps inside. There was only two people that would come into my office without knocking - Matt and Olivia. It had taken Olivia less than half an hour to notice Matt's disappearance from the common room and come to find one of us. Her body spray scent wafted to my nose as she moved to stand behind me. From outside of the office it would look like she was reading a report over my shoulder, however, the frosted glass part of the window hid Liv's hand as it migrated around my waist and under my t-shirt. As her hand moved up my abs I tensed slightly. Her hand stopped its movement as she felt my stomach stiffen at her touch.

Just as I thought she had taken the hint and her hand removed itself from the inside of my shirt. I relaxed again however, Liv didn't step back. I could feel the warmth of her breath on the back of my neck and then her lips on the side of my neck. She was being obvious now - if anyone walked into the bunk room and looked over, they would see us through the glass. Her lips moved to caress slightly under the collar of my shirt to my collarbone. Here she sucked hard, pulling the blood to the surface in a crude attempt at a hickey. Just as she sucked, her hand fell to my crotch, pressing down. Her proximity already had me at half mast, but the hickey attempt and the heel of her hand on the head of my cock was enough to send my straight to full mast. I growled at her, pushing my chair backwards; knocking her off of balance and forcing her to step back and let go of me.

I grab both of her hands in one of mine, turning her so that my body is blocking prying eyes from seeing the scene we were creating. I saw Casey turning in his office at the bang of my chair hitting the floor slightly as I had stood. I felt his eyes on me and Liv - watching, but not participating.

I grip Liv's chin, forcing her to look at me. Her green eyes hit my blues ones. She squirms in my grip, however, I have a tight hold on her chin and wrists.

"STOP! You want a rise, you're not getting one. You want your behaviour noticed. Consider it noticed. We will deal with this at home after shift. Get out of my office and go run a drill with Hermann… NOW!"

I say the words low, but she can hear them well enough. She stills, a bob of the head is the only indication that she has heard and understands what I am saying. I drop her chin and wrists and she moves towards the door quickly. I see a movement in the corner of my eye and watch in my peripheral vision as Casey turns back to his work again. I turn and watch as Liv moves across the bunk room again – she turns at the end, looking back at me.

Olivia's POV

My eyes found Kelly's. That glow is back in his eyes, that glint of promise. It makes me squirm; I know the effect of that glint. He raises his eyebrows before mouthing "later" at me before moving to sit down back to his desk. My stomach turns slightly. Maybe it hadn't been the best idea to wind him and Matt up on shift - but really what did they expect? I never said I was going to be submissive and obedient all of the time.

Any way it had been far too long since my last good punishment and I am craving that feeling. That red-hot painful feeling after the punishment, the achy feeling that comes the day after, the slight twinge as you sit down - the feeling that represented being owned, being cared for. I hadn't felt that in so long that maybe I had pushed Kelly and Matt into it. God- I was really topping from the bottom lately. I seemed to be pushing them into a lot the last month or so - from kisses to the scene to this punishment.

I frown as I move from the bunk room out on to the apparatus floor. I hover outside of the common room a second but Hermann looks busy talking business with Gabby and Otis. I shift from one foot to another and realise that my little game with the Lieutenants has me just as worked up. I thought for sure that this kind of behaviour would crack their little rule. After all, it wouldn't be the first time that we had fucked in the firehouse. I sigh slightly, it was going to be a long 7 hours. At least the hangover had subsided but as the turning in my stomach came back at the thought of the punishment that lay at the end of the 7 hours, the shot of Tequila and Long Island Ice Teas decided to rebel against the water and aspirin I had taken that morning. I turned and moved around the engines and out into the sunshine. I stop to lean on the wall outside, dropping my head back on to the brickwork and shutting my eyes for a second, pulling in breathes of clear cold air in to my lungs.

"Ollie!"

I look up to find Aiden walking towards me. At 6'2 he stands a full couple of inches above me, blocking out the sunshine as he crosses the forecourt. His black hair is flopping over his forehead and his dark green eyes sparkle like emeralds out of his tanned skin. I feel a smile break across my face,

"Aidy!"

I run towards him, pulling him into a hug. I had only seen him early this morning, yet his presence settled me more than anything right now. His cologne was the same as it was in high school, it fills my nostrils as his arms come around me holding me close like a blanket. I always felt so small with Aiden with his height and the muscles that he had suddenly grown in senior year. Hugging Aiden always made me think of my home town, of my old friends, of coke and rum, of days by the lake and star lit nights by bonfires.

I felt his chest heave under my cheek and I heard a rumble of laughter come out of him.

"We have an audience."

I turn to see faces retreat from the windows that were in the common room. Obviously, our yelling of nicknames had triggered an overwatch from everyone in the house. I laugh along with Aiden as I grab his hand and pull him towards the house,

"No backing out now. Come on, come meet everyone."

Matt POV

Jealousy twisted my gut hard as I watched Olivia run across the forecourt to this man. He had a Severide-look about him - tall, muscular, dark hair and shining eyes – just Olivia's type. It had always been painfully close to the centre of my thoughts that Olivia picked Severide first. She had liked Kelly first. Maybe that was her type I though as this guy wrapped his arms around Liv, pulling her in to him. The many different ways of breaking his arms suddenly seemed to come to mind as I watched the hug go on for longer than was strictly necessary.

"Might wanna let go of the cup there Lieutenant."

Hermann's voice penetrated the red mist that had descended over me, I look down to find my knuckles white. I relax my hand, watching as the blood flowed back into my hand and I take a deep breath. I'm not usually the jealous type. I nod at Hermann silently thanking him from stopping me from breaking a mug and try to push the thoughts out of my head. I was being irrational – Olivia was allowed to have friends, she was allowed to have close guy friends. Me and Kelly weren't that controlling over her; I vowed until the man had crossed the line I would be cool about this.

The door to the common room swing open to show Liv and this "Aidy" guy. Liv is pulling him in and heads for the kitchen - asking behind her if he still took his coffee the same. He follows her and leans against the counter watching her. He says something and she laughs; it occurs to me that me and Kelly hadn't made her laugh like that for a very long time. I feel the red mist start to descend.

I turn, leaving my coffee on the counter and walk out the room. There was something about this guy that provoked a cave-man style reaction that Olivia would not appreciate. Better to keep my distance for now before I did something drastic like breaking this man's fingers.

Olivia's POV

I turn just as the doors swing shut behind Matt's retreating form. My stomach sinks slightly - I had wanted to introduce Matt to Aiden; and Kelly too if he would stop hiding in his office. Shrugging slightly, I pass the steaming cup of black tar to Aiden before turning to add copious amounts of milk and sugar to my cup.

We sink down on to the chairs as I introduce him to everyone in the common room - the only ones that aren't there are the two people that I really want to introduce Aiden to. Kelly and Matt remain noticeably absent from the meeting. Aiden always had that easy kind of manner that made him quick to get to know and very likeable. He also could talk about anything - he talked about everything in the next 3 hours from truck engines to casinos in Vegas all the way to his navy background. The bells were blissfully silent and lounging against Aiden in the common room with the rumble of his voice filling the air, I felt more relaxed than I had in a while. The rest of the shift passes in a blur – no bells ring and Aiden entertains the group. He tries to coax me back out to Mollys' at the end of the shift however, in the remaining grips of my hangover and the impending punishment in my mind I rain check the idea; kissing Aiden's cheek and promising to text him later.

I hover at the firehouse exit waiting for Kelly and Matt. They appear a few minutes later, laughing about some joke. I smiled slightly, trying to assess the mood. Kelly's lips quirked up at the corner before he grabbed my bag off of my shoulder and I felt Matt's hand at the centre of my back not leading just settled there. Evidently, they hadn't forgiven or forgotten my antics on shift though as I was pushed into the backseat of Kelly's mustang with Matt taking the passenger seat.

As we enter the apartment, Kelly points me towards the bedroom –

"In there, strip, kneel and wait. We'll come to see to that punishment in a minute."

I nod, already moving into the bedroom, pulling off my socks as I go.

I hear someone follow me in and watch Kelly out of the corner of my eye as he grabs some clothes and a cushion from the bed. He drops the cushion on the floor near the bottom of the bed and heads towards the hallway. The bathroom door shutting a minute later confirms my theory of him having a shower. I shake my head, kneel on the cushion and close my eyes.

The floor is hard beneath my bare knees as I shift slightly. I can hear Matt in the kitchen, bashing about the pans; the shower is still running in the bathroom down the hall, so Kelly is still in there. I shift again - the clock had been set downwards on the dresser. One of the boys must have come back in and done that when my eyes were closed so that I couldn't see the time passing. It felt like 30 minutes or so had passed since we had come home, but I didn't have such a good grasp of time with no reference to go by. I knew they were drawing out the waiting, it was a common tactic by both of them. Still, the wait made my stomach flip.

Kelly POV

Matt was chopping tomatoes when walked back into the kitchen, from the view of the doorway he seemed calm enough. However, as I moved closer I could see the tense set of his shoulders, the way his muscles were bunched tightly and his preoccupation showed as he narrowly missed cutting himself with the knife. I moved behind him, slowly removing the knife from his grasp, I wrapped my arms around his middle. His hands twist into mine as we stand there for a minute, holding each other.

"We need to talk after this."

Matt sighs slightly and nods,

"I know"

He goes to say something and then stops, his mouth hangs open like he is trying to speak but the words just won't come.

"I'll lead with this punishment okay. I just can't take charge of this relationship forever Matt. We're meant to be a team in this."

He turns, nodding at my words. His hand cups the side of face and pulls me in for a soft kiss.

With that, we turn towards the hall and the bedroom; we had left Olivia to stew long enough. We pause in the doorway to the bedroom, Liv is kneeling, head down, hands clasped behind her back. The picture of perfect submission; if only that has been of her own free will rather than trying to appease us before her punishment. We move forward in tandem into the room, Matt splits off to lean against the wall the other side of the room - a silent observer more than a participant. I could feel the nervous energy crackling in the air. I place a hand on Liv's head, settling my nerves slightly and trying to settle hers too. She arches into my touch, I stroke her hair back from her face to find her eyes closed, a picture of serenity. She doesn't look scared so that is a good sign - after all this will be her first punishment after The Incident.

I settle backwards onto the bed behind us, shifting to get myself a steady footing. Liv turns slightly resting her cheek again the inside of my thigh, nuzzling against my jeans lightly. Her eyes are open now but her pupils are blown wide. She's deep in subspace; my stomach twists as I realise she's acting slightly sub-starved. That's me and Matt's fault entirely - I harden my resolve to talk this out with Matt, his confidence issues are causing hard to Liv now. With his reluctance to step up and my inexperience we have been ignoring what Liv needs from us.

I shift my attention back to Liv for the moment and motion for her to stand up. Just as she does so, she sways and almost falls. I dart an arm out to steady her however, Matt is there first. He manages to get an arm on Liv's shoulders, keeping her on her feet. His arm stays around her shoulder as her helps her to move downwards over my knees. He doesn't let go entirely until she is completely settled. Our eyes meet for a second and I see a flash of guilt in his eyes before he looks away again. He retreats back to the wall as I shift Liv's weight more forward and adjust my grip on her more. With that, I begin. My hand slaps down hard. Unlike Matt, I lecture as I go and start hard rather than built it up.

Liv starts hard as my slap hits her bare butt. A red handprint rises in the second that I pull back, before I strike again. I do a round of 10 hard strikes before I pull my strength in a bit and start to talk.

"We had a rule - no funny business of any kind whilst on shift. You were aware of the stipulations of that rule. You knew that that included teasing from either party. Are you recalling that conversation sweetheart?"

I don't have to wait long for a response, within the next two smacks she whimpers her answer,

"Yes sir."

"And what did you do today to earn this punishment?"

"Tease both of you sir"

"That's right. Were you meant to do that?"

"No sir"

I move to pepper her sitspots with stinging slaps that cause her to whine and wiggle in my grasp.

"No, you weren't. No playing on shift means no playing on shift. No matter how antsy you are, no matter what. It's distracting and therefore dangerous! You need something – tell us and we'll sort out playtime when we get home. Not before!"

"I'm sorry Sir"

With that Olivia begins to cry and I stop spanking. I move to help her sit up. She shifts so that she is leaning her left side into my shoulder and I feel the bed dip. Matt has moved from his centennial position by the wall and has sat the other side of Liv. His arm wraps around her too, boxing her in with out bodies.

I feel her breath ease out slightly and I shift her to lay backwards on the bed. Matt covers her with a blanket and we move silently out of the room.

Matt's POV

I turn in the doorway to watch Liv sleep. Kelly's arms wrap around my midsection and his head settles on my shoulder. He presses a kiss on the side of my neck before moving to wrap a hand around my wrist and pulls me away from the door backwards in to the living room.

He grabs two cups off of the draining board and fills them with coffee and sets them on the table before shoving a chair in my direction. I take the hint and drop into the chair, pull a cup towards me and settle my gaze on the steaming liquid, avoiding Kelly's eyes.

"Matt? I need you to stop hiding from this relationship. I don't mind stepping in if you need time. But I need reassurance that your gonna step up again. This needs to be a 50/50 relationship."

"I know"

I sigh, I run my finger around the edge of the cup a few times before speaking again.

"I just… don't trust myself. I feel like every time I take control I'm gonna hurt her again. I don't deserve the trust that you both are putting in me."

"We forgave you weeks ago Matt – what is it going to take for you to forgive yourself?"

"You both just accepted me again – nothing happened! It's not enough. I nearly shattered this whole relationship and you both just forgave me in seconds!"

I hear Kelly hum slightly and then the chair across from me scrap as he stands.

"Let me think about it. How long's dinner gonna take? I'm starving and I beat Liv is when she wakes"

With that short dismissal, I move to lit the stove.

It's four hours later that Kelly brings up the topic again. Liv's wandered off to have a bath and I'm trying to focus on a hockey game. However, I couldn't tell you the score if my life depended on it and the beer that I opened an hour ago is still full.

"What about a punishment?"

I turn to him as he flops down on the sofa beside me.

"I think Liv's been through enough."

"Not her! Idiot. You. Punish you for your mistake. It's what we would do with Liv if she felt the way you're describing to me. You'll feel better afterwards and feel like you've paid enough for your mistake."

I feel a cold shiver run down my spine, before I speak however, Kelly beats me to it.

"Look – if it gonna bring some bad memories up then say so. I won't push you into anything Matt."

His hand closes over mine, working its way in between my clasped hands to grip on to one of them tightly.

"Would you be punishing me?"

My voice is small, I can't look at Kelly's face.

"I don't know. To be honest I hadn't thought the whole thing out. I just seemed like the most logical option. I don't know if I'd be comfortable punishing you – you're my partner in this. I feel like it would throw the dynamic off."

I nod,

"I agree."

Silence rains for a few minutes, then a thought strikes me.

"What about Drew?"

"Drew?"

Kelly frowns slightly – "Drew, your mentor?"

"Yeah. I'd trust him to punish me. And that way we're not messing up our dynamic."

Kelly's silent for a few more minutes and then he nods.

"I don't know if I like the idea of another guy touching you. But I know I couldn't do this. Call Drew. Let's get his opinion on this."

Kelly's POV

It takes us three days and some serious panic attacks on Matt's part to get tonight. Some serious talks about boundaries had come up and some crockery had been sacrificed by me in anger at hearing what Matt's dad had done to him as a child. He had hinted at some stuff – but Matt was closed off about his childhood. Nothing was shared without some serious prying and prodding first. Talking about it had caused some serious frightening scenes of Matt shaking and crying, curled up in a ball on the sofa. It was heart-wrenching and scary as hell to see the usually capable and touch firefighter reduced to a sobbing ball. It had taken some real guts for him to let it out though.

We had found a plan that me, Matt and Drew could deal with. I was yet to meet this Drew in person, however he seemed reassuring enough on the phone. Matt seemed to trust him and that was good enough for me. We had settled on tonight – with no shift tomorrow it seemed as good a night as any. We then had a day to put the pieces of Matt that might be shaken loose in the punishment back together. I was under no illusions that this was not going to pull on some deep set issues that Matt had a habit of avoiding like the plague.

Liv's out with Aiden for the night and she won't be back until tomorrow lunch at best. We had asked her if she wanted to be there but she had declined. She felt weird about watching Matt be punished. She had wanted to spend the night with Aiden and some old friends anyway. For the first time since him turning up I was actually grateful for Aiden in that moment.

I turn back to Matt again, he's sitting on the sofa, his knee is bouncing up and down a mile a minute. He's making me nervous just looking at him. I move to sit next to him again, pressing my hand on to his knee. The bouncing stops at least however, the nervous energy is palpable. The knock on the door starts him back to vibrating mess again.

I move to the door and open it to a short, bearded man. His blue eyes are framed with wrinkles but its his grip that surprises me. For a short guy he has a firm handshake and seems to manage to fill the lounge with his presence. He moves towards Matt and I stop as I watch Matt relax slightly into his touch. I stab of envy hits me, I want to be able to bring that kind of calm to Matt; the way this man does. Drew presses a hand onto Matt's shoulder, crouching down in front of him, maintaining eye contact as they murmur together. Drew draws away with a nod and he moves back across the room towards me.

"You ready for this son? Matthew's gonna need you here for this. You good?"

His Texas drawl is oddly comforting and with a deep breath I nod. I can do this, for Matt I can do this.

We both move over the sofa where Matt is sitting, as we move around the sofa and I see that Matt has his eyes closed. Drew moves to stand beside him again, touching his arm lightly to get his attention again. Matt's eyes flicker open, he blinks a few times before turning towards Drew.

Drew draws Matt to lay over his knees – we had previously discussed having Matt bend over the sofa however, Matt had flat out refused. With careful coaxing he had muttered that that was how his dad used to belt him. It would bring back memories and so we were left in the end with the over-the-knee technique.

Drew moved to push down Matt's sweatpants and boxers and with that he started. Drew didn't pull his hits by half – 10 hits in and Matt's ass was redder than the fire truck itself. To give him credit though – the hits sounded hard and looked painful however, Matt didn't squirm, he didn't try to stop Drew and he didn't cry out.

Until the 20th hit – that's when I heard it. A small choked back sob – I unfroze from my position hovering by the couch and moved around the coffee table to be near Matt's head instead. With another cry, I move to grab Matt's hand in mine and squeeze it hard. He grips down as the spanking continues and I pray that this would be over soon. It was what Matt needed, discussing it over the past three days had made that very clear, however, seeing Matt hurt was hurting me. My stomach was twisting at seeing Matt hurt and not being able to stop it. It had been the same with Liv at the start of the relationship. Hurting someone never came naturally to me – it really was a good job that Liv wasn't much of a masochist!

I lost track of the hits but soon they stopped. Drew moved to pull Matt's sweatpants up and moved him so that he was sitting upright again – during this time he didn't let go of my hand. I moved to sit next to him on the couch and he dropped his head to settle on my shoulder. His eyes fluttered slightly as I watched him out of my peripheral vision.

Drew moved to crouch down again in front of him, turning Matt's head with a finger so that he could make eye contact with him.

"You okay?"

Matt nods, his mouth opens to say something but then falls closed again in the next second. It seems to satisfy Drew as he stands and turns towards me,

"I'll let myself out – you take care of your boy okay? Give me a call if you need anything in the future."

I nod and with that the door shuts down the hall and we are alone. I feel Matt shift beside me and it occurs to me that the hard couch is probably harse on his freshly spanked butt. I tug him upwards and half pull, half drag him towards the bedroom.

Once there, I pull his hoodie over his head and push the sweatpants down his legs before pushing him towards the bed. I crawl in beside him and pull his stiff form over so that he is facing me.

Matt's POV

Memories of all kinds are banging around in my head – bad memories from my childhood, early memories of scenes with Drew, firehouse memories, Kelly and Liv memories. I barely register my butt hitting the soft mattress or the sting of pain that comes with it. I lay still – waiting for the figure to leave. Waiting for the darkness and the pain to overwhelm me.

Then the bed dips beside me and I tense. Waiting for the next attack – waiting for the fists to fall. Yet none come as I am tugged to turn over and pressed into a warm chest. It is then that the scent hits me – a scent that is so uniquely Kelly that I move closer to the chest to be swamped more in it. It is a scent that I associate with a lot of things – firetrucks, officer quarters, the apartment but most importantly home.

It is then that the murmured words filter through, as I feel Kelly pull me even tighter against him and a hand start to run up and down my back.

"You're okay. You're safe. You're home. I love you. You're okay. We forgive you. You are home."

Like a mantra the steady stream of words take over me. They dislodge something in me – something that I kept under wraps during the punishment. Sobs suddenly overtake me and I start to shake. Tears stream down my face and pool on the chest below, ugly heaving sobs spill out of my mouth. I cry and cry until there are no more tears and I am just dry heaving. All through a hand is still running up and down my back and the words never falter.

We are pressed face to chest as sleep overtakes me and I let it. I know that I'm safe in Kelly's arms. I feel okay again – for the first time since the Incident.

Thanks for reading and look out for the next chapter. I have a feeling that Aiden is going to be more trouble than he first appears. Maybe it is time for our two firefighters to get jealous!

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