The Fireman’s Forbidden Kiss: Chapter 2

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She hadn’t seen him in years.

Not since the divorce, when her father took the house and his silence. Mason Grayson had disappeared from their lives like smoke in wind.

But now he stood in her hospital room, broad-shouldered and exhausted. The sleeves of his firehouse hoodie were pushed to his elbows, revealing forearms dusted with soot.

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“Clara,” he said.

“Mason,” she replied, feeling the name strange on her tongue.

He brought her tea. Sat in silence. Said he just wanted to make sure she was okay.

But the silence between them was louder than any siren. She watched the way his eyes flicked to her lips when she sipped. The way he stared too long, then too quickly looked away.

“You saved my life,” she murmured.

“You weren’t supposed to be there,” he replied.

That wasn’t what she meant.

That night, she dreamt of the fire again. But this time, it wasn’t the flames she feared—it was the way his hands had held her like something precious.

And the way her body had remembered what it meant to feel alive.

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