But Cristina didn’t hear him. She was still holding Lena’s gaze, the pulse in her own throat hammering. The moment stretched—fever-hot, intimate. Then the sirens of the backup unit snapped it.
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Lena laughed bitterly. “He does this every month.” Then she looked at Cristina—really looked. “You have nice hands.” EroticSpice 21 08 24 Cristina Miller Paramedic
Jake bagged the patient while Cristina started an IV. The man coughed, gagged, then took a ragged breath. “He’s coming around,” Jake said. But Cristina didn’t hear him
“Just the heat,” she lied, and drove into the neon night, already composing the text she’d send after shift: “You still breathing?” ” Jake said. “Just the heat