She was my best friend’s wife—strike one. Now, she’s a firefighter’s widow—strike two. And she wants nothing to do with a man who risks his life every day—strike three. Keeping an emotional distance from Natalie while still taking care of her after Evan died has been one of the biggest challenges of my life. One I’ve managed for two years. Right up until she starts dating again, which kicks off a heated argument and ends in a soul-searing kiss. Once that line is crossed, there’s no going back. I eat, breathe, and sleep firefighting. It’s not just what I do,…
I read. And quilt. A lot.