He canât resist the heat!
âI always leave.â Part of the elite Hotshot firefighting team, Cody Mallehan is happy to jump from one dangerous situation to another. Getting attached to anythingâor anyoneâis the one risk heâs not willing to take. So he carefully nurtures his âbad boyâ reputation to keep people at a distance. Until his gorgeous, sexy new landlady tempts him to get very, very close.
Serena Beaumont is busy trying to hang on to her aging but beautiful boardinghouse. A home where she hopes to one day raise a family. She canât afford lusty thoughts about her newest boarder, his mouthwatering ripped body or his wicked reputation. But even the promise of getting burned wonât stop Serena from seducing the hottest man sheâs ever met...
âWhat are you doing in my bedroom?â
âIâm seducing you,â Cody said.
Serena shook her head. âIâm supposed to do that to you.â
He laughed; she was drunker than heâd thought. But then he remembered her friendâs crazy suggestion. âThatâs right. Youâre supposed to seduce me.â
âI donât want to talk...â She reached up and locked her arms around his neck, then she pulled him down on top of her. âI just want you.â Her lips parted as she kissed him.
His body ached for hers. He wanted her so badly. But not like this. He pulled back. âSerena...â
She was definitely awake now, her hands tugging at his shirt and then his belt. Before he could stop her, she pulled it free. The buckle hit the floor with a clank, and she giggled. Then she reached for the button at his waist. He sucked in a breath as her fingers dipped inside.
Did he have the willpower to control his desire?
Dear Reader,
I hope youâve been enjoying my Hotshot Heroes series! Iâve been having so much fun writing stories for these sexy firefighters. Wyatt and Dawson werenât just fighting fires or even their attraction to the women they knew would change their lives. They had to deal with the relentless teasing of their good friend and fellow Hotshot Cody Mallehan.
I have to confess that Cody is my favorite Hotshot. Heâs such a flirt. But when I started writing his book, Cody surprised me more than any character has in a long time. I can understand how Serena Beaumont has such a struggle resisting his charms. I hope you enjoy his story as much as I loved writing it.
Happy reading!
Lisa Childs
Ever since LISA CHILDS read her first romance novel (a Harlequin story, of course) at age eleven, all she wanted was to be a romance writer. With over forty novels published with Harlequin, Lisa is living her dream. She is an award-winning, bestselling romance author. Lisa loves to hear from readers, who can contact her on Facebook, through her website, lisachilds.com, or her snail-mail address, PO Box 139, Marne, MI 49435.
With great love and appreciation to Andrew Ahearne for believing in and supporting me.
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HOT BREATH CARESSED his skin as someone panted in Cody Mallehanâs ear. Then a wet, warm tongue slid over his naked shoulder. He shivered and shifted on the stiff firehouse cot. His body tensed. He hadnât brought anyone back to the firehouse with him the night before. He had never done that, so he had to be dreaming.
The tongue moved to his face now, slobbering all over him. He cursed and opened his eyes and met the adoring gaze of a besotted female. Too bad she was a bitch.
He pushed off the oversize puppy. She was some kind of mixed breed of big dog and even bigger dog. Maybe an English sheepdog and a mastiff because her black-and-gray hair was long and so were her drooling jowls. With the back of his hand, he wiped her doggy slobber off his face. His stubble, which always came in darker than his blond hair, scraped the skin of his hand. He needed to shave. And after the doggy tongue bath, he definitely needed to shower, too.
âAnnie, what the hell are you doing here?â he wondered aloud.
Someone had abandoned the mutt at the firehouse a few weeks ago. But Stanleyâthe kid that Cody had convinced the superintendent to hire to do odd jobs around the houseâwas supposed to have delivered her to the humane society.
A chuckleâtoo deep to be Stanleyâsâechoed off the cement-block walls of the bunkroom. As far as Cody knew, he was the only one whoâd been crashing at the firehouse. He sat up and looked around and discovered his boss kneeling just inside the doorway as Annie jumped all over him.
âItâs not like you to turn away a femaleâs attention,â Superintendent Braden Zimmer said. His eyes, which were the same brown as his hair, twinkled with amusement.
Cody grinned. He liked seeing the other man like thisâjoking around againâinstead of all depressed over his divorce. So he didnât correct him. Everybody had the impression that Cody was some big player. Okay, maybe that was because he worked hard to give that impression. But he didnât even date during wildfire seasonâunlike some of his fellow Hotshots whoâd recently fallen in love.