Hot Shots of Huckleberry Creek Series by Kait Flynn

Some sparks are worth the burn. Even when you know better. I didn’t expect the emergency call to take me to Doc Holliday’s. Didn’t expect her, either. Gillian Holliday—sharp-tongued, impossible to ignore, and the woman I haven’t stopped thinking about since the day she left Huckleberry Creek. Now she’s back. Temporarily, she says. Just here to help her family. But this town is small. Too small to avoid the past... moreSome sparks are worth the burn. Even when you know better. I didn’t expect the emergency call to take me to Doc Holliday’s. Didn’t expect her, either. Gillian Holliday—sharp-tongued, impossible to ignore, and the woman I haven’t stopped thinking about since the day she left Huckleberry Creek. Now she’s back. Temporarily, she says. Just here to help her family. But this town is small. Too small to avoid the past. And when her world starts colliding with mine all over again—at the station, at the bar, across every damn corner of this town—I’m reminded exactly how good we were together. And how bad it hurt when it all went sideways. We’re older now. Wiser, maybe. But the spark? Yeah, that part’s still dangerous. less

Jess Donnegan has hated me for a decade. I still don’t know why. Didn’t stop me wanting her then. Doesn’t stop me now—especially when we get roped into co-chairing the Twelve Stops of Christmas together. Forced proximity I can handle. But when her coffee truck goes up in flames, and I’m the one dragging her out, the universe hands me another chance I’m not about to ignore. Saving her? That’s firefighter reflex. Helping her rebuild? Easy. Staying unaffected when she’s close? Impossible... moreJess Donnegan has hated me for a decade. I still don’t know why. Didn’t stop me wanting her then. Doesn’t stop me now—especially when we get roped into co-chairing the Twelve Stops of Christmas together. Forced proximity I can handle. But when her coffee truck goes up in flames, and I’m the one dragging her out, the universe hands me another chance I’m not about to ignore. Saving her? That’s firefighter reflex. Helping her rebuild? Easy. Staying unaffected when she’s close? Impossible. Because under all that sharp, black-cat attitude is the woman I’ve been half in love with since high school—and the spark between us is a match begging for the strike. She thinks I’m just doing my good-guy routine. But she’s wrong. I don’t show up like this for anybody else. I show up for her. If she’ll finally let me. less