Riley Carson knows exactly what she's walking into on her first day at Station 67-a firehouse full of hardened veterans, smoke, sweat, and the unspoken rule that she doesn't belong. Not just because she's a rookie. Not just because she's a woman. But because she's the fire chief's daughter. Everyone expects her to fail-or worse, get special treatment. But Riley's determined to prove herself the hard way, one grueling shift at a time. No shortcuts. No favors. No distractions. Especially not the kind with a square jaw, fire-scarred hands, and a voice that can command a room with one word. Lieutenant Aiden Shaw is the last person she should be noticing. He's her superior. Her father's protégé. And the one man in the firehouse with enough discipline to pretend he doesn't notice her right back. But heat has a way of rising. And when the sirens fade and the adrenaline wears off, it's the stolen glances, the breathless tension, and the quiet moments between the flames that are the real danger. He's off-limits. She's forbidden fruit. But the heart doesn't follow protocol.