Forever Yours

Chapter 2: Mason

     I slammed the bag I was holding down on the ground. God, I was such an asshole. I hasn't lost my temper in years, but in walks a mouthy blonde and my good streak goes to hell.

     I had learned to control my temper. Since then, I've always been calm and collective. Never panicked under pressure. Always thought twice before acting. I guess that's what made me such a "legendary" fire captain. It wasn't for the fact that I became captain at such a young age. It was that I had never lost a person in a fire. However, I guess I wasn't so legendary any more.

     It had happened almost a year ago. I was at a regular house call when I had to go back in for one of my boys. I ended up pinned down by a collapsed staircase. The broken ribs, leg, etc was nothing compared to the news I received from the doctor. I had suffered major lung damage. The doctor basically told me if I continued my firefighting career, I'd be dead in less than six months.

     After that, I began showing signs of depression. My mom tired to get me to go to a therapist, but I blatantly refused. I sleep nearly all the time, and when I was awake, I was always angry. It wasn't until I snapped and yelled at my mom that I realized how bad things had gotten. I just felt like I was fighting this war inside my head everyday, and I was never winning. I ended up crying on my mom's shoulder for the first time ever.

     She encouraged me to not let this stop me from having other dreams. While I couldn't think of anything at the time other than wanting to be a firefighter, she told me to start slow. So I started going to the gym. I used this to get my anger out. I was angry at the guy that I had to go back in after. I was angry that this happened to me. I was angry at the doctor for not being able to fix this. I was just angry in general, and working out helped me let it all out.

     I started bulking up real quick. I gained back all the weight that I had lost and then some. I ended up being even bigger than I had been when I was fire captain. My mom was happy to see me acting like myself again, but I still needed a job. When I was asked about becoming the head of security at the academy, I eagerly accepted. I had went to college part time, and luckily I had taken the classes needed to meet the qualifications of the job. 

     I thought it would be a nice job. I'd make pretty good money, and I'd be able to stay at the academy free of rent. However, I hadn't expected to meet a very strong opinionated blue eyed blonde.

     My eyes had drifted to her nice round ass as she walked away. I couldn't help but think if she bent over I'd get to see her ass poking out from under that little outfit she was wearing. Shaking my head, I made myself move my eyes only to find one of the guys staring at her ass. "Get to work," I growled at Matt.

     Matt look at me in half surprise and half fright. I knew the guys weren't used to me being hateful. I was one of those guys who never got angry or raised their voice, so growling at this guy had indeed been a surprise. Yeah well that's what happens when a girl gets under your skin.

     "Sorry boss," Matt muttered before getting back to work.

     After all the bags were loaded, we headed back to get on the bus. Matt was in front of me, and I knew without a doubt he'd be walking to the back and taking that empty seat next to the snappy blonde. Thinking of the way Matt stared at her ass, I found myself speaking without thinking, "Matt take the seat in the middle. It'll be easier to watch everything if I'm in the back."

     His smiled faded but he nodded. "Yes, sir."

     After instructing the rest of my guys where to sit, I walked to the back and took the empty seat. She glanced over at me but made no other acknowledgement.