Beth Sinclair has a secret, a secret she’s been hiding from for three years now. She’s happy hiding in the little town of Clearwater, and even happier when she meets a hot firefighter. However, will he stay around when he finds out what she’s been hiding?

Nick Kinkirk can’t figure out why the mousy damsel in distress intrigues him so much. He doesn’t like mice. His type is a fiery redhead in need of taming. However, this mousy damsel finds her way over his knee just as often. What’s with that? And when danger escalates, can he make the sacrifices needed to keep her safe?

This is book four in the Clearwater Romance series and can be enjoyed independently.

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary romance contains elements of mystery, suspense, danger, sensual scenes, and power exchange.

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Excerpt

She tried not to gasp. It was utterly picture perfect. A little wooden log cabin with a huge front porch, wood stacked on one end, a couple of old rocking chairs settled cozily at the other end. The door was a dark forest green that blended with the forest surrounding it. “It’s gorgeous,” she told him. “But I don’t want to go in. I want to go home.”

“Yet, you are going in,” he said, parking the truck. She folded her arms and stared straight ahead as he walked around the truck and opened the door. Then reached over her and unbuckled her seatbelt. He smelled vaguely like fire and smoke, probably from his uniform. It wasn’t an unpleasant smell at all. “Come on. Don’t make me carry you. I’m a fireman. You can go over my shoulder as fast as you can go over my knee.”

Sighing, Beth moved her feet and turned, almost bumping into him as he stood too close to the door. “I’m walking,” she informed him. “And you need to stop threatening to spank me. It’s not very gentlemanly.”

“Never claimed to be a gentleman, and really, it wouldn’t be any bother at all to spank some sense into you or the truth out of you.”

Beth rolled her eyes. The tension was still there, but the anxiousness had disappeared. She felt no fear out here, alone with him, despite his constant threats to put her over his knee.