Jo has recently returned home to the Outer Banks of NC and learned her brother’s best friend and her her high school fantasy is a firefighter. Of course she’d be behind the car who snags a cyclist and then takes out a fire hydrant. Ray arrives on scene with the crew and offers his bunker coat as she is soaked to the bone.
Before returning home, she hadn’t thought of sex in months. Now
every time he was near, her body tightened with desire.
“Come on. I’ll get your truck off the bike.” His hulky form slid behind
The sound of her Bronco mangling the rest of the bike beneath its
rear wheels set Jo’s teeth on edge.
Ray hopped from her truck and held the driver’s door open.
She shrugged off his coat and immediately missed his essence. “Thanks again.”
His gaze wandered to her chest. “Didn’t want everyone to see you
could win a wet T-shirt contest, Dahlin’.”
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