Play With Fire by Sheridan Anne

AMELIA:
Single parenting can kiss my ass.
It’s go, go, go all the time. Two little faces to feed, two little bodies to keep from harm, and two little asses to keep clean. This was my life, and though it was hard as hell, we were making it work.
That is until the world’s cockiest man stalked me through the hardware store with his perfect dimples, wide shoulders, and the darkest eyes I’d ever seen. I was a goner.
Did I mention that he’s a fireman and has me burning up in more ways than one?
Insert walls here. No one will break them down, especially not him.

BULL:
She’s an angel, it’s as simple as that.
She wants to push me away, but I’m only just getting started.
Amelia DiGiorgio is my end game. She knows it, I know it, the whole damn town knows it. Only she’s just too stubborn to admit it.
If she thinks that she can get rid of me that easily, she’s got another thing coming.
Get ready, Angel; I’m coming for you, and I’m coming in hot.