Age Gap Bundle

Chapter One, Firestorm

Faith Peligni felt as if she was being thrown right into the fire her first day. And that was exactly how she liked it.
Everyone on duty at the San Amaro Island Fire Department had gathered across the street from the station at the city-owned training facility. Captain Joe Mendoza, whom Faith had known in passing since she was three feet tall and running around in her father’s too-big standard-issue helmet, was currently explaining the drill. It was a two-person relay that involved dragging a hundred-fifty-pound dummy, climbing the four-story tower while carrying a heavy coil of hose, then rappelling down the outside wall. Each pair would be timed, with the fastest team the winner.
There was enough trash talk going on between some of the guys to fill the Houston city dump. Faith had been introduced to a few of them, and so far, everyone was leaving her alone. On the one hand, she was grateful for the peace, but on the other, it meant she didn’t fit in. She wasn’t one of the guys. Standing by herself as Cale Jackson, one of the lieutenants, demonstrated each stage of the drill, she wondered if she ever would be.
Did she want to be?
Maybe.
What she really wanted was their respect. To be able to walk through the department and be confident that no one still believed she wasn’t here on her own merit.
“Listen up, men. And women.” Captain Mendoza sought out Faith’s eyes with his coffee-colored ones. “Sorry, Faith. Old habits. I’m going to pair everybody up and then we’ll get started. Any questions?”
No one responded, so the captain began calling off names. Instead of worrying about who she’d be partnered with, Faith walked closer to the tower to scope it out, looking for any pitfalls, since she wasn’t familiar with it.
“Peligni, you’re with me,” the captain said, finishing up his list.
Faith didn’t glance at him, afraid she’d betray her annoyance. Was he putting her with him so he could “help” her? A charity case? She bit down on any protest and turned to face him.
“I have a reputation for winning this,” Captain Mendoza said as he approached. “You think you’re up for it?”
She studied him, searching for a hint of bullshitting. He was a big man, well over six feet tall and wide in the shoulders. His eyes were gentle, kind, yet he had a look about him that said you definitely didn’t want to get on his bad side. His black hair was short, his face tanned. Strong. Good-looking, though she wouldn’t admit that if pressed. The kind of face you wanted to trust. As far as she could tell, he was being sincere.
“I’ll do the best I can,” she said.
He likely thought the activities this drill involved put her at a disadvantage. The first two legs depended mostly on upper body strength, which, of course, women were lacking compared to men. However, Faith was confident that she was stronger than most people gave her credit for, thanks in large part to extra workouts every week. Even on her days off, she put in one to two hours of physical training. While it would never make her stronger than some of these guys, she could definitely hold her own.
The third leg, rappelling, was one of Faith’s favorites. She loved the feeling of flying downward and bouncing off the wall. One of her brothers, Lou, had taken her skydiving once, and it had been just as fun but with less control. Lou teased her that she’d missed her calling, and had tried to get her to join him in the military.
She watched intently as the other teams took their turns, trying to pick up tips, spots where they lost time. The men watching paid attention in a general yelling and hell-raising way, but they’d obviously been through this drill numerous times and weren’t worried about shaving off every possible second like she was. They didn’t have the stakes she did. If they didn’t win, it was just another day. If she didn’t win, there’d be rumblings that she’d only gotten the job because of her dad, that a woman couldn’t hack this career, and on and on. While she didn’t want to let such talk get to her, she had no doubt it would. She wanted her fellow firefighters’ respect.
Captain Mendoza leaned in close to her and she caught a whiff of his masculine, earthy scent. “The last two stairs before the top are wobbly as hell. Watch your step up there.”
She nodded, debating internally. She considered being stubborn and working things out herself. But that wouldn’t serve the bigger goal of winning. Though she didn’t like the idea of getting help, she liked losing even less. “Any other tips?”
“You’re asking for something I’ve never given away before,” he said, watching her with those intense dark eyes.
“Not even to your teammates?”
“None of them have ever been smart enough to ask.”
They shared a brief grin, and Faith said, “Well?”
“Avoid the handrails. They’ll slow you down.”
“Got it. Thanks.”
“We’re up next. You ready?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
“I’ll go first.”
Faith nodded and followed him to the starting line while the second-to-last pair finished up.
“Faith,” the captain said, making her look up at him. “Show me what you’ve got.”
With that, he turned around and started suiting up in full gear. Faith did the same and silently vowed not to let him down.
“Time to beat,” the official timekeeper called out as the man before them—she couldn’t remember his name—crossed the finish. “Four minutes, fourteen seconds.”
“Can we do that?” Faith muttered to Captain Mendoza as they continued to prep.
“Have to push it,” he said. “I think we can.”
She knew it was up to her to pull her weight. No sweat.
Yeah, right.

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