As a female city commissioner in an old boys club city like Boston, I have to be a professional, unemotional hard-ass to get things done. It’s never been a problem for me. Until Kellen. When fire engine company commander Kellen O’Connor stormed into my office to spar over budget cuts, I stood my ground. I’ll admit...it took all of my focus. Kellen is what every fireman calendar wants to have on its cover-huge, gorgeous, rugged, all man. As fate would have it, an unexpected roadside run-in with Kellen evolves into a fiery night of raw passion. Turns out two people who keep everything locked up tight inside are absolutely explosive together when they let go. When a tragedy strikes, lines between us are drawn again and it’s as if that searing night of sexual escape never happened. Can we keep it professional? Or will the heat between us melt those barriers once and for all?

Being a Boston fireman comes with danger, excitement and the unexpected. I knew that going in. What I didn’t expect was an Irish spitfire of a firefighter with flaming red hair, a rock-hard body, and a knack for showing we men of Engine 10 that she was just as capable as we were. What I didn’t expect was Shailene. Shailene, with her quick wit and relentless flirting, was unlike any woman I’d ever encountered, and the sizzling, can’t-keep-our-hands-off-each-other attraction made a tough job even more tougher. Our job became even more difficult, and more dangerous, when an arsonist began ripping through our city. Shailene was the only one who had caught a glance of the black-suited menace and things were heating up, literally. Would we be able to manage the dueling demands of passion and danger? Or would one overtake the other?