My Fireman's Secret Baby

by Jamie Knight

  My Fireman’s Secret Baby

  This is Book 20 in the His Secret Baby series,

  which are based on a theme and can be read alone

  but are fun to binge-read altogether!

  Copyright © 2021 Jamie Knight Romance

  Jamie Knight –

  Your Dirty Little Secret Romance Author

  All rights reserved.

  Book 1: My Father’s Best Friend’s Secret Baby

  Book 2: My Dad’s Rival’s Secret Baby

  Book 3: My Professor’s Secret Baby

  Book 4: Single Mom’s Secret Baby

  Book 5: My Father’s Rich Friend’s Secret Baby

  Book 6: My Doctor’s Secret Baby

  Book 7: My Best Friend’s Brother’s Secret Baby

  Book 8: My Brother’s Best Friend’s Secret Baby

  Book 9: My Billionaire Ex’s Secret Baby

  Book 10: My Fake Fiancé’s Secret Baby

  Book 11: My Ex-Boyfriend’s Secret Baby

  Book 12: My Brother-In-Law’s Secret Baby

  Book 13: My Client’s Secret Baby

  Book 14: My Mentor’s Secret Baby

  Book 15: My Best Friend’s Secret Baby

  Book 16: My Bad Boy Boss’s Secret Baby

  Book 17: My Secret Santa’s Secret Baby

  Book 18: My Billionaire Boss’s Secret Baby

  Book 19: My Rockstar’s Secret Baby

  Book 20: My Fireman’s Secret Baby

  These listed books are those that have been published at the time this book was published but there are always being more added to the series.

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  Table of Contents

  Chapter One - Mylah

  Chapter Two - Kyst

  Chapter Three - Kyst

  Chapter Four - Mylah

  Chapter Five - Kyst

  Chapter Six - Mylah

  Chapter Seven - Kyst

  Chapter Eight - Mylah

  Chapter Nine - Kyst

  Chapter Ten - Mylah

  Chapter Elven - Kyst

  Chapter Twelve - Mylah

  Chapter Thirteen - Kyst

  Chapter Fourteen - Mylah

  Chapter Fifteen - Mylah

  Chapter Sixteen - Kyst

  Chapter Seventeen - Kyst

  Chapter Eighteen - Mylah

  Chapter Nineteen - Kyst

  Chapter Twenty - Mylah

  Epilogue - Mylah

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  Chapter One - Mylah

  My dream has finally been realized. As I look around at my immaculate new office, I couldn’t be more pleased with myself. I have just opened my own in-home veterinary clinic. This is the first time I will have my own place and my own practice. I’m not concerned with being a success. I just want to help animals. That’s all I’ve ever wanted to do. Even when I was little, I would find an injured bird or squirrel and do my best to take care of it. I don’t think my parents ever paid attention or noticed, which was okay. They weren’t around much.

  After taking a cleansing breath, I make sure everything is squared away in the clinic. I’m definitely proud as I take another glance around. I’m making my dreams come true all on my own. The house may be a little old and quaint, but to me, it is the perfect place for something like this.

  As I look out the window, I notice it’s a nice day. The sun is out, but there is a slight breeze—perfect weather for a stroll or a hike. I grab my keys and sweater before walking outside, tying the sweater around my waist. Instantly the breeze whips through my hair. I pull out a scrunchie and secure it in a ponytail, giving a satisfied nod before walking away.

  The dirt crunches softly beneath my boots. I love living in rural Montana. Everything is all about nature and the outdoors. It’s the perfect place for an animal enthusiast like me.

  I don’t really have a plan for my walk. Downtown Fort Benton isn’t far away, so I’ll probably stop at the local coffee shop for a snack and warm coffee. Maybe I’ll take it to go. I like to do that sometimes; I just stroll up and down the main road and enjoy my coffee. Montana really is a beautiful place. It’s very picturesque.

  When I reach the part of the road where the town begins, I look around. The general store and the café are on my left-hand side. I move to the sidewalk, walking towards them. A scraping noise gets my attention. I stop and look around. It’s coming from behind the store. Cautiously I make my way over there to investigate. I look around the area, but at first, I don’t notice anything out of the ordinary. I hear the noise again right in front of me. It’s coming from in between the trash cans. I crouch down and look.

  I gasp loudly in surprise. Five cute puppies wrestle around at the bottom of the bins. “So you were the commotion,” I say, smiling.

  The puppies look up at me. One rushes forward and gives me a series of adorable barks. That makes my heart melt. I reach out and pet him. The others come forward and start licking my hand, then sniffing it, causing me to laugh out loud.

  Suddenly I get the feeling that I’m being watched. I turn around and see the mother dog. She cautiously walks over to me, moving forward and back, like she’s afraid.

  I turn away from the puppies and hold my hand out to her. “Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you.” I say sweetly.

  After some gentle coaxing, she walks forward and lets me pet her. The puppies run over to her and start whining cutely. I watch them starting to feel nervous. I can’t just leave them out here. They need food and shelter.

  Scooping them all up, I manage to carry the puppies, all five wiggling in my arms. The mother dog follows me, and we make our way back to my house. My morning coffee is forgotten. I need to take care of these animals.

  I lead them inside and to the back, where the vet clinic is set up. The first thing I do is set the puppies down in the bathroom. I spend the morning washing them and checking them for injuries. Once they are clean, they run out of the bathroom and wrestle around on the floor, causing me to laugh happily. The mother dog is calm as I wash her up next. Afterward, she goes and sits beside her babies, keeping a watchful eye on them. I frown for a moment trying to come up with an idea.

  I leave the clinic area and go to my bedroom. I dig around in my closet, finding a worn-out but comfortable blanket. This will do, but I need something else. I carry the blanket into the kitchen with me and look around. In the corner of the room is a large box that my vet supplies came in. I grab the box and drag it to the dogs. I spend a few minutes fixing it up with the blanket and making it comfortable. Afterward, I put all of the dogs in the box. They instantly snuggle up with their mom and fall asleep.

  “Now that is much better than some hard metal cage,” I say, pleased.

  Before I leave the room, I walk to the enormous glass tank on the counter then peer inside. Curled up on a rock is the only other animal here, a boa constrictor I’ve named Huggie. After making sure that he is okay, I leave the office and head into the kitchen. I can just have coffee here.

  After turning on the coffee pot, I pull the cream and sweetener out of the fridge when my phone rings. I answer it before looking at the screen, “Hello?”

  “Hey, baby. Miss me?” A voice asks. I cringe. It’s my ex, Grayson Bell.

  “What do you want, Grayson?” I sigh as I close the fridge and put everything on the counter. I g
rab a clean mug out of the cabinet—the coffee pot gurgles, allowing me to breathe in the fresh aroma of coffee.

  I hate dealing with Grayson. He’s so controlling and bossy. That’s why I broke up with him in the first place, and he will not let it go.

  “Are you listening to me?” he snaps.

  “I’m sorry, what did you say?” I respond, really not caring.

  He sighs in impatience. “I called to talk about us getting back together, Mylah. You want me, and you need me.”

  Sighing, I run a hand over my forehead. “I already told you that’s never going to happen, Grayson. Please, give it up. I cannot keep having this conversation.”

  “Nonsense. We both know it’s what’s best. You can’t make it on your own, Baby. Besides, I’m so handsome and wealthy…..” Grayson continues talking about himself. It’s his favorite subject.

  Not really listening, I fix my cup of coffee. Memories of our relationship together are fresh in my mind. Not only was he controlling, but he also kept trying to pressure me into giving up my virginity. I mean, how low can you get. I kept saying I was not ready and begging him to understand, but it was no use. So, I ended things.

  I finish stirring my coffee and am about to take a sip when a peculiar smell hits my nose. Did I burn this? I sniff the cup. “That’s not it,” I mutter to myself. Setting the cup down, I sniff the air, realizing it’s coming from the clinic. It smells like smoke. “Grayson, I have to go,” I say, hanging up on him and dropping the phone on the floor.

  Panicked, I sprint to the vet area to find the smell and check on the animals. Opening the door, all I can see is smoke. The smell of burning is intense. I know my home is on fire. I need to get the animals out of here, and I need to act fast.

  Chapter Two - Kyst

  The alarm blares loudly. The dispatcher's voice crackles over the loudspeaker. “We have a house fire at…” the message fades into the distance as I scramble for my gear. The rest of the crew is also getting ready. Soon we’re all loaded into the truck and on our way. Thankfully we don’t have far to drive. We spot the smoke in the distance.

  Soon as we arrive on the scene, I jump quickly out of the truck and pull on my mask. The building looks like a small house or office. After putting my ax through the door, I run inside, looking around but don’t see anyone. Smoke is everywhere in dark plumes. The majority of it is coming from the back of the house, so that’s where I go.

  I notice it’s set up like a medical office. Looking around, I spot a young woman there. She turns and starts shouting hysterically at me, but the roar of the fire covers her words. Oddly, she has a giant snake in her arms. I can’t make out what she is saying. The crazy girl tries to go deeper into the smoky room, but I grab her, trying to explain that it’s not safe. She struggles to get away.

  “Ma’am, we have to get you out of here. It’s not safe,” I shout.

  She continues to fight and scream like she is out of her mind. I half carry, half drag her through the rest of the house. The smoke grows thicker around us but, she fights harder the closer we get to the front door. The snake slows both of us down as it tries to move out of her arms. She doesn’t seem to notice.

  Eventually, I manage to get her outside and onto the sidewalk. The rest of the crew is starting to hook up the hose. The woman doesn’t notice that either. She has sort of a glazed expression in her eyes.

  Turning towards me, she hands over the snake. What the hell am I supposed to do with this? I almost drop it as she tries to dash back into the burning building. Desperate to follow, I move after her, but the snake has latched onto me. It moves down my body and starts wrapping itself around my legs. I can’t move. I stumble and fall to the ground with my arm outstretched.

  The girl tries to run back inside, but one of the other firefighters restrains her. She doesn’t seem to care. I watch with wide eyes as she kicks and struggles. She’s still trying to get away from him and back into that building.

  What the hell is going on?

  All I can do is wrestle with the snake. It takes all of my strength, but I pry him off of my legs. Carefully I pick him up and walk around the other side of the firetruck. I open the door to the cab and set the boa on the seat. He curls up. I close the door and run back to the woman.

  “Ma’am, you need to stop fighting. Catch your breath and tell us what’s wrong?” I ask calmly.

  She takes a quick breath and gasps, “More animals still inside.” Her eyes are wide with fear and worry.

  “What do you mean? How many more?” I ask while sharing a look with my team.

  “Mommy dog, and five babies,” she explains, out of breath.

  I look at my team and grab my mask. “Stay here. Stay calm. We’ll go get them.”

  The other firefighters follow me inside. We must move quickly because the fire is spreading fast. The smoker is thicker now, making it more difficult to see. We move around the burning and smoldering furniture.

  “I don’t think we are going to find anything,” one of the firefighters says.

  “We have to keep checking. It’s our job.”

  I start moving furniture and debris aside, so I can look underneath things. I hope that lady is right and that there is something in here. I’d hate to think we came back for nothing.

  The fire has spread everywhere. We go in separate directions to cover more ground. In the kitchen, I open cabinets, checking inside each one. I push over the table and chairs. I’m trying to be quick but at the same time thorough. I take my job very seriously. I haven’t lost a soul yet on my watch, and I don’t intend to now. Even if they are animals, they are still lives that need to be saved.

  After I check the kitchen, I move down the small hallway to the bathroom. I check the shower and everything in there. Nothing. A plume of smoke blows past me.

  Back in the hallway, I bump into one of my crew members. “Bedroom is empty,” he informs me.

  “Let’s cover the living room together. I think the vet office is being checked right now,” I reply.

  “Okay, but we have to hurry. We don’t have much time.”

  I nod and walk back down the hall through the kitchen. He follows me. We go to the living room. “Check everything,” I instruct. We push over the couches and armchairs. Everything is nearly engulfed now.

  The other firefighters move past us. “Vet office is empty,” one calls out.

  “Go ahead and go outside. We’ll handle this. Be ready to start with the water,” I instruct.

  They nod and exit the building. There are only two of us left inside. We continue to search through every part of the living room, including cabinets, under a desk, and chairs. There is a small closet off to the side. I open it and pull out the remains of blankets and pillows. I throw them on the ground, careful to avoid the flames.

  “If I was a mommy dog, where would I hide?” I wonder aloud.

  Looking around the room once more, I search for a piece of furniture that would be large enough to work as a shelter. Part of the ceiling collapses onto the ground startling us. Flames are everywhere. The other firefighter and I look at each other.

  “We need to get the hell out of here,” he says.

  “Not until I make sure these animals are found,” I insist, digging through everything with renewed strength.

  I move stuff around in a frenzy. If the building is falling apart, those animals don’t have any time left.

  Chapter Three - Kyst

  My teammate and I are still looking through the debris for the dogs. Flames and smoke swirl around us. I know this is crazy, but I need to do my job and help. Besides, I can’t get over how attached and concerned about these animals that woman is. It’s very moving to see someone care like that. I wish more people were like that in the world. It's rare to see a person with such a good heart these days.

  My partner comes up to talk to me. I hold my hand out to silence him as a whimpering sound hits my ears. “Do you hear that?” I ask. We both
listen.

  “Yes. But where is it coming from?” he asks, looking around.

  I ignore him and follow the whining sound. It’s coming from the far back of the house, in the farthest corner of the vet office. We both move back there, dodging flames, and look around. I start moving stuff aside. I hear the sound more clearly now.

  “It's coming from the corner,” my partner says. A broken and singed table is there.

  I move it aside. The mother dog is crouched underneath. Her body carefully covering all of her babies. She whines when she sees me. It's obvious she’s scared.

  “It's going to be okay,” I coo to the dogs.

  I look around the room. Everything is chaos, but I see a discarded basket lying nearby. It’s burned in some places but no longer on fire. I grab it and make sure it’s not hot. As I head back over to the dogs, the mother growls in fright. I gently shush her, so I can put the puppies inside the basket. They yip frantically.

  “Come on, girl. It’s okay. We’re going to get you out of here,” I say, talking calmly to the mother. After a few minutes of this, I coax her into the basket.

  With all my strength, I pick them up and start heading out of the burning building. My partner follows after me. I can’t believe that woman was right. I’m glad we listened to her and were able to save these animals.

  When we walk outside, the woman is standing there with tears in her eyes. I carry the basket over to her. The others turn on the hose and start putting out the flames.

  “Oh! You found them!” she yells in relief. She relaxes and nearly drops to the ground.

  I set the basket on the pavement. The mother dog leaps out and runs over to the woman. She hugs it. I start cleaning the puppies. Together we carry them to the other side of the truck.

  “Do you have someplace to put them?” the woman asks me.

  “Yes. There's an empty box that we usually use for supplies,” I answer. It's behind the seat. I put the puppies in there. Together we get the mother dog inside as well. She immediately begins cleaning and caring for her babies. We close the door and walk back around to the other side. The fire is almost out. We pause to catch our breath.