Roman by Sara Jones

Maria:
Hosting the Rosewood Grove book club was my only bit of solace left for me after T.J. left me.
The ladies kept me company, and the books took my mind off things.
Wine was a regular beverage at the club, but Marnie had too much for her to handle.
I didn’t expect for her to put a pizza in the oven, and then pass out in the spare bedroom.
Before I knew it, my kitchen was on fire.
My whole house would have burned down, if it wasn’t for the Rosewood Grove Fire Department.
With a destroyed kitchen, and no way to pay for the damages, I felt hopeless.
I never would have guessed the hot firefighter who saved my house would be the answer to all of my problems.

Roman:
As soon as I saw Maria in that smokey kitchen, I knew I had to have her.
Even in her state of distress, she was beautiful, and exactly what I was looking for in a woman.
Once I found out insurance wouldn’t cover the cost of repairs, I knew I needed to do something.
Maria was too prideful to take charity, but I found a way to put her photography skills to use.
I rallied the men, and we put together the first Rosewood Grove Firefighter calendar with Maria.
I just hoped we would sell enough to pay for her kitchen repairs, and Maria’s mind would be put to ease.
Then, maybe she would feel comfortable enough to accept my offer, and explore what life had in store for us.