The Fireman’s Forbidden Kiss: Chapter 5

The Kiss That Started the Fire

A week passed.

No texts. No headlights in the dark. No messages at 11.

Then, one morning, the knock.

She opened the door.

Rain clung to his coat. His jaw was tight, his eyes unreadable.

“I said I’d stay away,” he said. “But I can’t.”

She let him in.

He paced. “Your father’s right. I am broken. But I’d rather be shattered with you than whole without you.”

She walked to him. “Then don’t kiss me like I’m a mistake.”

He didn’t.

The kiss wasn’t gentle. It was desperate, hungry, full of things they should never have wanted but did.

The kiss was a promise.

Not to be perfect. But to burn.

Together.

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