Hometown Fireman. Lissa Manley

Drew muttered under his breath.

      She pretended not to hear him.

      The wind kicked up again, and a light mist started falling. Figured.

      He stood there, silent for a moment, then jerked his chin toward his truck. “I’m going to go get my coat. We’ll talk later.”

      She watched him walk to his truck, mentally slapping her head, wishing she’d kept the “Yeah, I’ve heard that before” comment to herself. The last thing she wanted to do was arouse his curiosity about her past any more than she already had.

      She’d come to Moonlight Cove to make a fresh start in her dream town and put her past behind her. She wasn’t going to trade sob stories with anyone, certainly not with Drew with his soft eyes and broad shoulders and...everything. Just the thought made her stomach pitch.

      As she waited for the chief to come over, she told herself that somehow she was going to have to deflect Drew’s interest in picking her apart.

      But since she was going to be staying with his parents for a while, keeping his probing questions at bay was going to be tricky.

      Even for a seasoned veteran like herself.