Wild Fire

I'm falling in love with a firefighter, and I'm pregnant. Big problem: It's not his baby. When I met Griffin Cannon, I fainted. He saved me from face-planting into the gravel. He's the rescue-y, protective type, which fits seeing as he's a hotshot firefighter. I didn't think I'd ever see him after that. Until he saves me again. Just when I think maybe fate is trying to throw me into his arms, my life skids sideways in a big way. I'm pregnant. The guy who should step up skips town instead.

When I met Hudson Fox, I drove over his crutches. Way to go, girl. My hormones think this hotshot firefighter is all that and then some. My hormones have a terrible track record. They are cheering for Hudson, but my brain knows better. I'm a smart woman with plans and none of them involve romance. Until I move into my new place and Hudson is my roommate. Complete with Butter, his cat.

Leo Massie is a smoking-hot firefighter. Literally. He also owes me after dousing me in coffee. But instead of a simple favor, I might have accidentally told my therapist he's my fiancé. Oops. Now, Leo—single dad, small-town hero, and the most maddeningly good man I've ever met—is playing along. What started as a tiny white lie is spiraling into something I wish were real. The way he looks at me? The way he takes care of everyone around him? The way he makes me feel? None of that feels fake.