Saxon's Savior (Protect and Serve #3) - Pandora Pine Page 0,8

this new job you’re starting today.” The man had the audacity to wink at me.

“Oh, well, I’m going to be a receptionist for Doctor Robert Nash, the pediatrician. I love kids.” Cathy offered me a watery grin. “I’m going to be late, aren’t I?”

Cathy was going to be a lot more than late if Saxon and I couldn’t get her out of the car.

“Seatbelt’s free.” Saxon’s million-watt grin was back in place. “Let’s see about getting you out of this car.”

If this situation hadn’t been so dire, I would have pulled Saxon away from the vehicle and had a stern chat with him about his fucking manner. He was grinning like an idiot while this woman was in grave danger.

“My foot’s stuck under the brake pedal.” Tension filled Cathy’s voice. Her eyes darted back and forth between me and Saxon, who was still grinning like an idiot.

Her foot was more than stuck. By the way the bone was sticking out, I’d guess she had a compound ankle fracture. She was going into shock, which was the reason she couldn’t feel any pain.

“Don’t you worry, Cathy. I’ve got a plan to get your foot unstuck.” Unbelievably, Saxon managed to wiggle himself deeper into the cab of the car. His chest was resting against the gear shift, while his large hands reached down to relieve Cathy of her right pump. He handed the ridiculous shoe to me.

“Christian Louboutin.” Cathy whispered. “Present from my mother.”

Chucking the shoe out the window, I couldn’t have cared less who the designer was. Shoes like those were dangerous, for this exact reason. They also looked uncomfortable as hell.

“Okay, Cathy, here’s where Dallas and I are going to need you to be very brave. I’m going to unstick your left foot. I won’t lie to you. It’s going to hurt.”

Staring into Saxon’s eyes, Cathy nodded. “I’m ready.”

I reached into the car, wrapping my right arm against the young woman’s shoulders. It wasn’t just going to hurt. The pain would be excruciating.

Giving me a nod, Saxon reached down and tried to pull Cathy’s foot free from the brake pedal. It didn’t budge. Cathy let out a scream worthy of a horror movie before passing out.

“Let’s get the Jaws in there!” Ozzy shouted from behind me.

“Can’t,” I called back, “gas leak.” As the words left my mouth, there was a woosh, and flames appeared over the hood of the Chevy. “Shit, we don’t have much time.”

Saxon’s eyes widened. He wiggled further into the car. “Can you push her seat back? I might have a better chance of getting her out with a bit more wiggle room.

“Fuck!” I whispered. “Seat is automatic. We’d need to turn the car back on to move it.”

“I don’t see any other choice. The gas is already ignited.”

“Do it!” Ozzy called. “We’ve got water on it.”

Saxon turned the key in the ignition and the engine came to life. I pressed the button to move the seat, noticing the flames were licking up and over the hood of Cathy’s car.

Wiggling again, Saxon was almost completely inside the car, only his lower legs were sticking out. “Get me a neck collar.”

Understanding what Saxon needed it for, I grabbed one out of my bag and handed it to him. I watched as he wrapped Cathy’s ankle in the foam before yanking her other useless pump off her swelling foot. As gently as possible, Saxon eased her foot out from under the brake pedal. “She’s free.”

“It’s not going to be easy getting her out of the car through the window.”

“Lay the seat back!” Saxon commanded. He was sweating like a stuck pig. From where I was standing, I could feel the heat from the flames on my feet. Chasten was spraying water on the fire, but it wasn’t going out.

There wasn’t time to argue with him. As soon as Cathy was in a prone position, he grabbed her legs, maneuvering them out of the driver’s well and across the console. “Okay, grab her shoulders.” His hands slid under her backside as he attempted to push her limp body up to the window.

I did what Saxon asked, again, and was able to get her outside the car. Maxine was waiting with a backboard to carry her away.

“Get him out of there now!” Ozzy was shouting. “The gas tank is gonna blow!”

All of the firefighters were standing clear of the two joined cars. I looked back at Saxon, who was trying to wriggle back out of the car. “You need to come