I’ve often been called a hero, and not just by my baby sister.

Still, one afternoon, after receiving a 9-1-1 call from Kara about her best friend’s brother caging her in for a drink, I agreed to rescue her. I’d do anything for my true family.

After meeting Jed Smith, I’m the one who is going to need saving. With a face as handsome as a supermodel and twisted as a demon, I’m caught between a rock and a hard place once I find out why he’s in our beachside town.

In this case, my sister’s the rock, and my hard place is just below the snap on my jeans.

How am I supposed to admit to Kara I’m heartless enough to have fallen in love with one of her nemesis?

Jed

Don’t be so quick to cast me as a villain.

I expected my temper to be on fire when I met up with Kara Malone for a drink after not having laid eyes on her in more than a decade. But when her brother Dean pinned me with his golden eyes after I approached the table, something else went up in flames.

My good intentions.

Was it shallow to feel lust at first sight for this gorgeous fireman especially when I hold such a grudge against him? How am I supposed to maintain my indignant righteousness at these two secret keepers when all I wanted to do was find out what other kind of fires Dean could put out below deck—in my bed?

Most importantly, is what we feel put out by a one-time burn or are these the kind of flames that can last a lifetime?