Chapter 1

Giselle’s POV

We had just left the photo shoot at the fire station (chapter 7 of FUEGO)

“Alia the nerve of the guy, after they talked about all the women he’s been with. For him to just assume you would just fall at his feet because he asked you to dinner.” I tell her feeling affronted on her behalf. Men all they’re good for is just making us mad.

I know I’ve had my run in with a lot of them. I smirk just cause they see a pretty face they think I’m an airhead or something. But hey I was born in a family of all athletes and granted I don’t do the sports thing. Aunt molly taught us all self defense. I can kick anyone’s ass if I had too.

Although dad says that is what gets me into trouble. My last boyfriend got his nose broken. I caught him cheating on me, with my best friend. Or should I call her my former best friend. I always get the short end of the stick.  But it’s my fault I always go out with losers. But not anymore, yet look at poor Alia and this ass who thinks he’s God’s gift to women.

On the other hand Megan caught herself an ex Navy guy. I sigh as I tune back into Alia pissing and moaning. “Damn girl, you like him don’t you?” I ask her and she glares at me.

“I do not; he is so full of himself.” She says and I see her speed up a little more. I frown; maybe I should just keep my observations to myself till she gets us home.

“Hey did I tell you I saw your ex friend with your ex man last night.” She tells me and I get pissed all over again. I mean it’s not like I still like him or anything. It’s just the principle of it all.

“No you didn’t but I could care less” I tell her just as we see flashing lights behind us.” Oh crap.

The cop comes up to Alia’s window and he bends down” Do you know why I stopped you?” He asked and I roll my eyes. Great another man on a power trip.

“Obviously not Sherlock or she would not have been doing what it was that you thought she did so you could stop her.” He looked confused at me then looked at Alia.

“License and registration” he said to her, ignoring me. Alia hands it to him and he looks down and smiles at her.

“You’re the girl Blaise is helping, Jed’s daughter?” He asked her.

“Oh no, your friends with Blaise? Well we are going to tell him you stopped and harassed us. All you want to do is, get rid of all those tickets you have to give out. I know how you conniving cheating men are.” I tell him and he starts to write the ticket and ignores me.

Finally I had enough and I get out of the car. “I am sick and tired of being ignored.” I say as I walked towards him and the next thing I know I’m turned around and my arms are cuffed.  “What the fuck are you doing?” I scream as he turns to Alia.

“Um, I guess I’ll call Uncle Victor and Aunt Mary, unless I can go bail her out?” Alia asked him.

He turned to look at me as I was straining to look over my shoulder. “You are Victor Diaz’s daughter?” he asked and I smirk. “Yes and he is going to get his lawyer and sue you.” I tell him all smug and he laughs at me. As he opens the car door and starts to read me my rights.

Scott’s POV

I can’t believe this mouthy little wench had the nerve to come at me. But it figures she’s a Diaz. They all seem to be filled with spit fire. I have to call Victor out of courtesy for all he did for me and see what he wants me to do with her. I get her to the station after she has read me the riot act back there. I almost stopped to tape her mouth shut. She was just pissing me off more.

I got her to the station and put her in a room. While I go call Victor “Hey Victor it’s Scott. Um, well I happen to have your daughter here at the station.” I tell him what happened and I could hear his breathing on the other end as I explain.

“I’ve told her that temper of hers was going to get her into trouble one day. Can you hold her for an hour and make her sweat it out a little. I’ll be there to pick her up in a while. Thanks for doing me this favor and not booking her.” he tells me and I tell him I would see him in a little while. I walked into the back room and do the whole fingerprinting process but keep the paper for myself.

She was mad but at least it seemed she was getting the picture that she was in trouble. I saw a stray tear fall down her cheek and decided to take the cuffs off her. I was feeling bad. But then the little wench muttered as I walked out “power hungry man.”

I turned to look at her and she looked at me innocently. I shook my head and went out to wait for Victor. Just as he said he arrived an hour later. “Scott my boy, thanks you again. Alia told me they had been talking about her ex and well .I guess she was in a man hating mood. I know that does not excuse her but well she is quick at the draw with her temper.”

I roll my eyes at him “That Victor is an understatement. How the hell did you and Mary make that?” I asked and he just started to laugh.

“She’s a good kid. Just over passionate and well has trouble keeping her mouth shut. But thanks I’m sure she’s scared shitless and will behave for a while at least.” He tells me and I go to the back holding cells to get her. She was sitting with her head against the wall. Muttering something about castrating all men, I involuntarily cupped my balls.

“You made bail Miss Diaz” I tell her and she turns to look at me.  Or shall I say she turned and glared before she masked the look. Ah, fake playing nice. She really is a little wench. I open the cell and walk her to the front.

“Dad” she says as she runs into Victors arms. He holds her as he tells her what she did was wrong and she should apologize.  She turns around and looks at me with wide eyes. “Why I didn’t do anything wrong.” She said making me stare at her in disbelief.

“Giselle” he calls her name in a stern voice.

She glares at me “Sorry” she says, so not meaning it.

“Well Scott I’ll see you for dinner tomorrow evening” he tells me and I shake his hand.

“What!” she screams.

“Come child before he locks you up again.” He tells her as he pulls her out of the station. I shake my head, poor Victor and Mary. During the rest of my shift I could not shake the anger she had left me with. So after my shift I headed to see Blaise. Who knows what that crazy chick would tell him?

(See chapter 8/ Mr. February of FUEGO)

Giselle’s POV

I get home all mad. Just my fucking luck that dad knows that power hungry cop. I can’t believe he’s coming over tomorrow.  I was not stewing in my anger long. When Alia showed up all mad that Blaise invited himself to her house for dinner, I roll my eyes typical males.

“Well if you ask me. I think you should give him a taste of his own medicine tomorrow and show him you can have guys after you too.” I tell her and she smiles.

“Do you think it will work?” she asked all wide eyed.

“Like a charm. I know you like him. Just make him work for it a little. Then after you have him where you want him. Knock him for a loop.” I tell her and she blushes.

“I’m sorry that asshole cheated on you.” She tells me and I shrug.

“Don’t worry; it’s time I go looking for a real man and not a loser.” I tell her. I know there has to be someone out there for me.

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Oh damn poor Scott.