Wondering...

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Matt's POV:

After watching Joel get carted off to jail for not only his disturbance tonight but because he had a restraining order against him, I'd made my way back to the room that Stormy was in. Pushing the door open gently as not to wake the baby if she was sleeping, I stepped into the room. I was surprised to see that she wasn't alone. Standing beside the bed was a woman with the same color hair as here, her facial features telling me that they were closely related.

"Sorry." I said to walk back out of the room. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

"You didn't interrupt." Said Stormy. "This is my sister, Windy. Windy, this is Matt, the firefighter I was telling you about that took such good care of Sadie."

"Nice to meet you ma'am." I said to Windy. Seems her parents had a fascination with names that related to the weather.

"Nice to meet you too." Said Windy. "Storm, you didn't tell me he was a hot firefighter. "And not married too. Better jump all over this one girl." I watched as Stormy's skin blushed, clearly embarrassed that her sister was being so blunt.

"Windy, I ain't jumping nowhere." Said Stormy, her eyes turning to me and giving me a silent sorry about this one.

"If you saw so. Might have to take this one home for myself." Said Windy.

"I'm sure Steve would like that. Another man living in his house. One that you are clearly acting like a bitch in heat over." Said Stormy, making me laugh. Lord have mercy, I bet these two had given their parents fits when they were growing up.

"Steve? Steve who?" Windy sad, feigning confusion, but giving me a wink.

"You damn well know who I'm talking about. The man who put the rock on your finger, gave you two kids, and for some unknown reason, thinks you hung the moon." Said Stormy.

"I'll have you know that it is me that thinks he hung the moon." Said Windy. "But that's neither here nor there. I can appreciate a good-looking man. Especially one that saved my only sisters life and that of my nieces too."

"I was just doing my job ma'am." I said, cutting into whatever Stormy had been about to say. "And let me just say, it was my pleasure. I got to help someone, I got to hold the most precious baby, and I got complemented. Given the circumstances, I'd say this night turned out to be better than I expected."

"And he's well mannered too?" I heard Windy say as she leaned over to her sister. "I'm telling you, this one won't be on the market long. That is if he ain't already taken.

"Look, I just wanted to check in and let you know that Joel has got to jail. He'll be sporting an orange jumpsuit for a few days at least." I said, knowing that my time with her was just about up.

"Thank you." She said softly. "Hey... Windy? Do you mind giving the two of us a moment?"

"Not at all." Windy smirked. "But I'm taking Sadie with me. My niece doesn't need to see how you plan on thanking the man for saving y'all's life." I didn't miss the inuendo that she had inserted into her comment. And I would be lying if I said that I wasn't thinking a handful of things that I would take a payment, the least of them being a simple thank you. Not that I was expecting payment for doing my job.

I waited until Windy was out of the room before I walked over to where Stormy was standing. Laying in the hospital head, she had looked tiny. But me standing beside her, made the height difference between us so much more obvious. At 6'3", I wasn't a giant by any means, but I was taller than most people that I came into contact with.

"Sorry about her. She had no filter." Said Stormy apologetically.

"It's no problem. In my life of work, those comments happen more than most people even realize." I said.

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