Siera London is the Bestselling Author of drama-filled, action-packed, and sexy, contemporary romance and romantic suspense. A native Floridian, Siera lives on the Gulf of Mexico with her active duty husband, seven backyard iguanas, and a color patch tabby with a proclivity for jamming the printer.
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Dallas Fire & Rescue firefighter, Kendall Raine goes out of her way to avoid male attention. She’s focused on salvaging her career, and the temporary assignment to Key West’s Historic District Firehouse is just the opportunity she’s been waiting for. Unfortunately for Kendall, her hot as sin teammate threatens her focus and stokes an internal fire she thought long extinguished.
Firefighter and former Marine, Cutler Stevens sees beyond Kendall’s disguise the moment he lays eyes on her. As a former Marine, his fighting days are behind him, but gut instinct tells him this woman could use a champion on her side. Cutler likes his life easy and his women uncomplicated, but attraction and curiosity spark a deep desire to uncover what Kendall is desperately trying to hide.
After mother nature forces them together, they surrender to the burning passion between them. Cutler knows one night with Kendall in his arms will never be enough, even if she won’t admit it.
Just when Kendall accepts Cutler as a permanent part of her life, they are both tested when her past follows her to the southernmost point of the United States. How far will Cutler go when he discovers what Kendall is prepared to do to preserve her newfound freedom? Will their decisions protect their newfound love or unveil a secret that will consume them both?
His blond hair flowed in thick waves to just shy of his shoulders. It wasn’t that uni-shade of blond from a bottle either, nope. His mane consisted of layered dark strands with golden ropes beneath sun-lightened waves. The ends were saturated with rainwater and she noticed the curl pattern had deepened. With those blue eyes, the body designed by a god, and the storm on the horizon, she half expected a trident to appear in his hand and the rain to obey his command. Definitely, Olympic God material.
Her breath hitched when he called her name. Unfortunately her brain was preoccupied with shoveling coal into her long dormant sexual furnace so Kendall didn’t stop her forward advance. She continued on the horny bunny train to X-ratedville until she slammed into his back. The air swooshed from her lungs. Her right foot slipped and she felt her knee buckle. In an effort to break her impending fall, she grabbed Cutler around the waist, plastering her front to his back. Dang, his ass was rock hard and she melted into his backside like butter on hot breakfast toast.
A muscled forearm came down over hers, locking her in place. The heat from his palm, broad and callused, warmed her wet skin.
He chuckled. “Grabby little thing, aren’t you.” For a moment they both stood still. “I like it.”
Her head rested on his back. Slowly, remnants of proper manners invaded her conscious thought and she moved to pull her arm free of his.
“It was an accident…sorry.” Seconds ticked by in silence. Would he accept her apology? People bumped into one another everyday, of course he would accept her apology. She realized the fantasy musings combined with an active imagination had her overreacting. So, why hadn’t he said anything?
Cutler’s fingers tightened on her arms and her skin started to sizzle at the added contact.
“You getting caught watching my ass or you hugging it?”
She was speechless. What kind of man brought up his assets with a woman he’d just met? Kendall swallowed her retort because…excitement fluttered her insides, not remorse.
“Which is it darlin’? Accidentally watching or accidentally hugging?”