Hot Disaster: Small Town, Firefighter Romance

I've spent my career putting out fires.

Then I met the woman who sets them—and everything inside me burns.
The guys at Station 19 have a running joke about my love there isn't one.

Cora blows glass like an artist and lives like a hurricane.
Equipment fires, minor explosions, accidents that should terrify her but just make her laugh—
I respond professionally every time, even when those green eyes test every ounce of my control.

Then I find her passed out from forgetting to eat. Again.
"You're going to let me take care of you," I growl against her ear, backing her against the kitchen counter until she gasps.

The crew thinks it's hilarious that I've gone full caveman over our favorite frequent caller.
But they don't know how she looks at me like I'm her salvation.
Or how her chaos makes me want to be the steady thing she can lean on.

When galleries start calling and her career explodes,
I'll have to decide if I'm strong enough to let her fly.

Because Cora doesn't just create with fire—she is fire, and I'm already burned.