Saturday, December 5, 2015

On the fifth day of December my true love gave to me...
Commander's Spitfire - Rescue for Hire 5

Shane made his way down the hall, hoping that Tony hadn’t left the building. As he passed a small room, movement out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. Going into the room, he found Tony hunched over the keyboard of a computer, frantically typing something. On the monitor, Shane could see the logo of the local airport he had just arrived from. Looking closer he saw a flight schedule and a box to make ticket purchases. Tony was in the process of filling out a line in the box, buying a ticket.
“Planning on going somewhere, Tony?”
Tony looked up, startled to see Shane standing there. “I need to take a little time off, get my head together.”
“I’m afraid that’s not possible. With Cade and Jack laid up, the rest of us are going to have to step it up if we’re called out on a rescue.”
“When did you become part of the team? I’ve never even heard of you before today,” Tony challenged, twisting in his chair to face him.
Shane was glad to see Tony still had a little fight left in him. He would have been disappointed if the man he was so attracted to was so easily dominated.
For a while now Shane had been looking for a man who had a little fire in him. Shane knew he would always be the master in the end, but he wanted more than someone saying “Yes sir” and bending to his will all the time. When that happened in the few relationships of the past, he had grown bored and had ended things. Okay, maybe he had dumped them. Tony and the team would find out real quick that Shane’s deadly skills and abruptness made Treble look like a pussy cat and a saint.
“About two months ago, Cade asked me to move here and help him run the company,” Shane informed Tony.
“What the hell? There is no way Cade would do that without talking to the team about it. At the very least, he would have told me. I’m responsible for all the accounting and payroll for the company.” Tony stood and the chair he had been sitting on tipped backward, crashing to the floor.
Tony took a step forward, getting up into Shane’s face. That was when it became apparent to Tony just how big a man Shane was. Tony was just over six feet tall. Now he could see that Shane topped him by five, maybe six inches. Tony was not a lean man. He had wide shoulders and was solidly built. But Shane’s shoulders were so wide he almost had to shift them to get through the doorway. Suddenly, Tony decided, standing toe-to-toe challenging this huge man might not be such a good idea.
Shane’s first instinct was to grab the handsome Italian in front of him and kiss him until he settled down. Then he realized that wasn’t what Tony needed right now. So he used his body to herd the smaller man back a few steps until the back of Tony’s knees hit the couch behind him and he plunked down onto the cushion. Shane then sat down next to him and took Tony’s hand into both of his. Tony tried to jerk his hand out of Shane’s, but that of course wasn’t happening. Shane knew in time Tony would realize that until Shane decided to let him go, he wasn’t going anywhere.
Tony sat looking around the small waiting room that was set up for families of patients to check their email and let children play with a box of toys in the corner. Much to his own frustration he realized it was useless and quit trying to take his hand back. Now he didn’t know what to say or do, and thought maybe just ignoring the man was the answer. The shock of the accident and getting his teammates to the hospital, then the arrival of Pip and Tyler’s parents, had made for little sleep and a lot of stress. On top of that, he was being manhandled by a huge, gorgeous stranger who was Cade’s brother. A stranger that had just informed him that he was taking over the company and wouldn’t let Tony run away and hide like he wanted to. Just a few more key strokes and then hitting the enter button and Tony could have disappeared, maybe forever.
“Cade is worried about the team,” Shane stated. “You guys are all getting older in a young man’s profession. Injuries have taken their toll. Some want to start a family or add to the family they have.”
“Is he going to shut down the company?”
“No. He called me and asked if I would come and help him decide which direction he should take the company."
“When you’ve finished helping him decide all of our fates, then what are you going to do?” Tony couldn’t help the slight bitterness that tinged his question. He didn’t even know why he was asking the question in the first place.
“I think first, we have to get Cade and Jack home. Then while they heal, we’ll have a series of meetings with the whole team. Only after Cade and Jack are healed up and everyone has had a say in all of the options will any decisions be made.” Shane smiled at Tony. “I was planning on staying with Cade until I had found something of my own.”
“Why do I have the feeling there is a double meaning in that sentence?”
“Because, you are a very smart man,” Shane answered, his blue eyes twinkling.
“Stop right there, Shane Miller,” Tony instructed. “I have to tell you right now. I am not planning on getting involved with anyone for at least a couple of years. I just can’t right now. I have nothing left inside.”
Shane let go of one of Tony’s hands and relaxed back against the overstuffed sofa. Keeping a hold of Tony’s other hand, he encouraged him with a slight pull to relax back with him.
“I think you may have to shorten your timeframe, Tony. I am not a man who is big on patience. When I see something I want, I usually get it,” he warned.
“Then it’s good that I’m not a thing, huh?”
“I have a feeling you might end up being the only thing,” Shane countered. “Now tell me what Janice Hayward did to you.”

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