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As an early Christmas present, my gift to you is an early update for Caught in the Flames. Merry Christmas, Happy Festivus, and Happy Hanukkah to you and yours!

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Tonight had been a dream. There were no words to describe her ethereal beauty. Her dress hugged her body, making me want to make love to her for days on end. Her beaming smile when I won the Casey Severide Award for Valor and Heroism, made my heart lurch with a new-found, all-encompassing love. Holding her in my arms while we danced was something I had wanted since I first saw her in Marianos, reaching for that pasta sauce. Her petite body was made for me and I loved it. I loved her.

Unfortunately, the only issue we had was with Laurent.

Douchebag.

Asshole.

Waste of skin.

Argh!

The dude was a fucking sea slug. 

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We arrived at the hotel after about a half hour drive. Edward was quiet and shooting daggers at Jacob for the rest of limo ride for his obnoxiously rude comment. Jacob at least had the decency to look ashamed from his outburst. Leah also mentioned something about putting Jacob’s balls in a vice if he couldn’t keep his inappropriate commentary to himself. His hands were cupped around his family jewels protectively as he sat as far as he could from Leah in the limo. Seth, Leah’s brother said he’d hold down Jacob after his crude remark.

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“The last time I wore a dress, it was my prom and I was pretending to be straight,” Leah said, plucking at her sleek black gown. “I even attempted to do the clichéd lose my virginity thing on prom night, but when I saw my date’s dick, I panicked. It further solidified my love women. Why do I have to wear this, Alice?”

“Because, as much as you act like a boy, you are a hot chick,” Alice admonished, running a brush through Leah’s hair. “How else are you going to get a girlfriend? Hanging out with guys and acting like one of them will not get you dates, Leah Clearwater.”

“If I were gay, I’d do ya,” I quipped, pulling up my gown, trying to keep it above my breasts. I was paranoid that it was going to slide down thanks gravity. I was not very well-endowed in the boob department.

“And why aren’t you?” Leah pouted.

“Because I love Edward,” I said.

Bella's Dress

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“Alice, this is the tenth dress I’ve tried on,” I said, standing on the small podium in her shop. It was my lunch break. Peter was holding down the fort at my office while I was trying on dresses for the banquet for the firemen, which I later found out was more of a ball. It was the Annual Firefighter’s Ball and Awards Ceremony. It was black tie. My little black dress wasn’t going to cut it, though it did go with the color scheme. Alice insisted on making me a gown. However, when she found out about it, the day before yesterday, it was too late. Hence, my marathon dress trying on adventure during my lunch hour. Plus, there was a dress code. It was a black and white ball. So, my dress had to be either black or white.

“Well, if you weren’t a slacker and waited to the last minute, I would have made you something amazing,” Alice snapped. “The ball is tomorrow, Bella! I mean, really! I don’t even know what silhouette you want! I will be up most of the night making alterations! ARGH!”

“I’m sorry, Alice,” I frowned, hating that I was making my friend so flustered. “Edward told me about it and I just forgot with the opening of the office, our trip, the photo shoot, Victoria…”

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It had been a week since Bella’s opening. I had stayed with her that weekend, but she insisted that I go back to my own condo once I got back from my shift. She was worried that her nightmares were keeping me awake and ruining my sleep cycle. Yes, her nightmares were horrific and they woke both of us up, but I wanted nothing more than to hold her tight, proving to her that I wasn’t going anywhere.

Her tone indicated that she was not going to take no for an answer. When I was done with my shift, I went back to my cold, lonely condo when all I wanted to do was curl up around my girl.

My Bella. 

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Paul Keller is one of the most notorious serial arsonists in American history. This Seattle man is responsible for at least 70 fires and three deaths in and around the Seattle area during the ’80s and ’90s, with unsolved cases even popping up in recent years. This polished looking advertising salesman and active churchgoer was ruthlessly setting fires to homes, churches, businesses throughout four counties, making this one of the worst serial-arson cases in state history. Finally in 1993, Keller was found guilty and sentenced to 99 years in prison.

Taken from www.firesciencecolleges.com

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After soaking in the tub until the water cooled and bubbled dissipated, I felt infinitely more comfortable with Edward. I didn’t have any qualms getting out of the tub and for him seeing my naked body. I knew he appreciated it with the response of his growing cock, but he was respectful and let me handle everything in my own way. Though, I did make it harder, in more ways than two, when I put on my pajamas without any underwear.

I thought my boyfriend was going to have an aneurysm.

The next morning, we woke up early and made arrangements to go on a tour of the vineyard at the chateau. We dressed casually in jeans and jackets before meeting in front of the chateau. I was snapping photos of the building and the bay we were overlooking. When Edward wasn’t paying attention, I took numerous photos of him, too. He was quickly becoming my favorite subject to photograph. His face was angular and sexy. His hair was artfully tousled with natural copper highlights. His jaw was square, pronounced and stubbled lightly with his beard. His eyes were a bright jade, twinkling with happiness and love, surrounded by long, dark eyelashes. His nose was slightly crooked from a fight he had when he was in middle school, but it made his features rugged.

“I hear the shutter click, Bella,” Edward said, giving me a crooked grin. “I know you’re taking my picture.”

“What? You’re handsome,” I retorted, batting my eyelashes behind my sunglasses. “You should be a model.”

“Ah, no. My one foray in the modeling world was a firefighter’s calendar for some fundraiser for the hospital. I felt like a piece of man meat,” Edward grumbled. “I was oiled and slicked up. I felt so…so…used. It felt tawdry and…” He shuddered.

“Did you really use the word tawdry?” I snorted.

“I did. It’s how I felt,” he replied, jutting out his lower lip.

“Tawdry?” I laughed.

“You are really damaging my fragile psyche, Isabella,” Edward growled playfully. “I am not a piece of meat to be ogled.”

“And how much money did the calendar raise?” I countered.

“$25,000 for a new children’s wing,” he grumbled.

“Would you do it again?” I asked.

“If you were the photographer and I wasn’t bathed in baby oil, making me look like a damn stripper,” he answered, shrugging slightly.

“Have you been asked?” I questioned, slipping my camera into the bag I had slung over my shoulder.

“Emmett and I were approached during our last shift by the same woman who arranged the previous calendar,” Edward replied. “Emmett jumped at the chance, but I said I’d think about it. The only person I want to objectify me as a sexual being is you.”

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