A desire that sets them both on fire; pain that threatens to destroy any embers of hope that remain.
LYDIA
She made a promise she wouldn’t let the Foggy Pines volunteer fire department die with her dad. It was his legacy, and it’s the only piece of him she has left. But keeping a crew of small-town rookies safe is harder than she expected, so she turns to the only man in town qualified to help.
BRAND
He’s the reclusive veteran who’s made “no” his whole personality. He left the uniform behind years ago when he said he was through with being responsible for anyone else’s life and done watching the people he cares about get hurt. But then Lydia shows up on his mountain with smoky eyes, fire in her voice, and a stubbornness that makes it impossible to look away or say no.
And the more time he spends showing her how to fight the flames, the more he wants to set a few of his own. When he holds her in his arms at the Christmas Eve Mistletoe Ball, he knows exactly what gift he wants.
What starts as reluctant training turns into late-night arguments, too-long glances, and the kind of heat that could turn the bunker he’s built around his heart to ashes.
Because some fires aren’t meant to be contained.
Some are meant to consume you, completely.