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Just so we can get a feel for how it looks?”
    Jude rolled her eyes. “That is so obvious, guys. Can’t you do better than that?” Secretly she got a little thrill from thinking about being scantily dressed while the men looked at her.
    Morgan took out his wallet and peeled off three one-hundred-dollar bills. “We really want Tom to have a perfect honeymoon. It’s hard for guys like us to pick out outfits without seeing them on.”
    Jude looked at the bills he placed on the dresser. She could use the money to help pay for the new shipment. Not to mention the thrill of going along with their charade. It turned her on to think of them looking at her without being able to do a thing about it. She considered it a little payback for their earlier behavior in the toy room.
    “You can’t touch.” She looked back and forth between them. “Not to feel the fabric, not to find out if it’s stretchy. No touching at all.”
    Both men held up their hands, palms outward. “Promise.”
    Jude ignored the butterflies in her stomach. “Okay, pick out the outfits, and I’ll try them on.”
    Leaving the two men in comfortable chairs, Jude went into the dressing room with an armful of lingerie. The first outfit she tried on was a hot little rumba number. It had ruffled red panties and a barely-there black lace bra with playful red trim around the bottom. While not exactly a wicked ensemble, it flowed with artistic sexuality. The men’s choice surprised Jude. She imagined they would pick out something more in-your-face seductive.
    Turning her back to the mirror, she checked out her rear view and had to admit the outfit was sexy as hell. The flirty ruffles fluttered with every movement she made, accenting the curve of her hips and the length of her legs.
    Nice choice guys, she praised mentally, steeling herself to step out of the dressing room.
    “Fucking beautiful,”
Dallas
breathed. He shook his head as if he couldn’t believe what he saw. “We’re definitely getting that one.”
    “Turn around.” Morgan spun his finger in the air in a twirling motion. “Baby, that outfit belongs to you. I can’t imagine any other woman looking half as good.”
    Jude felt herself blush at his compliment. She knew by the intensity of his eyes he meant what he said. He looked like he wanted to eat her up on the spot, just like the big bad wolf.
    “Try on the…”
    Before his next words could be spoken, the alarm bells blared at the fire station. Both men jumped up from the chairs without hesitation. “Wrap them up for us, Jude. We’ll be back after our shift,”
Dallas
called.
    Morgan hesitated at the door, calling back up the stairway. “We’ll take ’em all.”
    Jude looked at the pile of clothes with a smile curling her lips. The boys wouldn’t be getting much change back from the three hundred dollars they left on the edge of the antique dresser.
    Dallas and Morgan struck her as the kind of men who didn’t care how much they spent as long as they got what they wanted. Jude knew from the look in their eyes they both wanted her. The knowledge gave her a shiver of excitement, but at the same time, it made her nervous. She had talked to each of them about many subjects over the past year, but she still didn’t know them intimately enough to guess at the secrets they held behind those guarded faces. She hoped she’d get a chance to find out.
    Jude heard the ladder truck pull out of the station with its sirens blaring. She felt a momentary chill of apprehension. The realization of the danger the men faced daily made her think about a relationship beyond physical gratification. Could she handle such a relationship? Could she face knowing that every time her man went on a call his life hung in the balance?
    In the distance, the siren still called out its wailing scream, and a chill crossed Jude’s heart.
    Please let them be safe, she thought.
    Let them be safe.

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
    Ladder Six stopped in front of a