No Kisses for the Neighbor Next Door
I’m not falling for the hot firefighter next door. There’s no point. He’s not sticking around.
Despite the initial spark between us, Cam Wickham remains aloof: polite but detached.
Which suits me fine. I love books and my cozy quiet librarian life. Shush, please.
So what if he has smoldering eyes, shoulders of a Greek hero, and a smile that melts me to mush.
Cam’s a confirmed city-boy bachelor who doesn’t even want to be in a small town like Oak River.
When the two of us are paired up at The Annual Spring Fair our attraction ignites.
My defenses are toast.
Then things really heat up at the Fire Department demonstration.
After a simulated rescue from a burning tower, the pretend mouth-to-mouth resuscitation feels more like a kiss.
If Cam still decides to leave, everything could go up in smoke, including my unprotected heart.
But he can never know.
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