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That was the fantasy that was going to be burned into my memory until the end of time. Austin Hale in boots, turnout pants, red suspenders, and a navy FCFD shirt that was practically painted onto his muscles, looking at me with flames in his eyes.
When a man has the opportunity to take a woman as pretty as you to a town fundraiser, he makes sure his truck is clean.
“You could probably walk in a room and make underwear spontaneously combust.”
I had already survived organ failure. A heart could heal from a break, right? At least that pain would be worth it if this was how good it felt before the fall.

