Meghan’s P.O.V.
The bell above the bakery door chimed, louder and more persistent than usual as the door swung wide open, ushering in a whole group of Fairview’s firefighters. I paused at the sight of it, mid-swipe across the counter, and blinked, genuinely taken aback. The entire crew was piling into the bakery, all laughter, and casual chatter, each of them looking around with amused curiosity.
Of course, Blade was right there with them, standing just a little taller, a little more smug as he made his entrance. His firefighting gear was smudged with soot, and the dark fabric of his shirt clung to him in ways that didn’t help my ability to keep my heartbeat under control. I could feel the flush spreading up my cheeks as Blade caught my eye and gave a slight, cocky smile, like he had kno
