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Giving Off Sparks
Giving Off Sparks
Giving Off Sparks
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Giving Off Sparks

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Sometimes love needs a spark. For one firefighter, she's the spark.

One problem . . . she doesn't date firefighters.

Firefighter Rob McConnell doesn't believe in love at first sight, until he meets Sierra Lawson and his common sense goes up in flames. The woman sets his heart alight and he could swear the feeling is mutual.

But Sierra has one rule that makes a relationship between them unworkable--she doesn't date firefighters.

Still, Rob thinks the spark between them deserves a chance to grow and he'll use every seductive talent he has to convince Sierra to take a chance on love.

Sierra doesn't believe in taking chances. Her late fiancé took them on the job as a cop and wound up dead. Knowing she can't go through that kind of heartache again, Sierra vows never to date another man in a dangerous profession. But when hunky firefighter Rob bursts into her life, her list of rules looks set to burn up like dry kindling. The man is temptation personified, and an affair seems inevitable.

Guarding her heart? Impossible!

Giving Off Sparks, is Book 2 of the Ashton Heights Fire series from award winning Australian erotic romance author Sami Lee. Ashton Heights, Australia...where the flames of passion are burning out of control!

*Intended for mature readers.
*Previously Published: (2014) Sami Lee

Ashton Heights Fire series by Sami Lee
1. Burning Up
2. Giving Off Sparks
3. Hot In Here
4. Erica's Choice

What readers are saying...
"It is a great story. I love the hero and heroine, I love the dialog, romance, sexy-times, and action." ~DR
"From the first word until the last I was completely caught up in this sexy and entertaining story." ~Slick Reads

Perfect for fans of Mari Carr, Lila Dubois, and Jess Dee
LanguageEnglish
Release dateOct 23, 2016
ISBN9781944003869
Giving Off Sparks
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Sami Lee

Sami's been, in order: a secretary, sales assistant, bar tender, waitress, student, tutor, human resource manager and administration officer, but at heart she's always been a writer. She lives on the outskirts of Brisbane in Queensland, Australia with her husband and two stupendous daughters, where she spends her days juggling family life with work and writing, and frittering away far too much time on social media. Sami is multi-published in contemporary erotic romance, and is now enjoying writing sweet and romantic stories for Escape Publishing.

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    Giving Off Sparks - Sami Lee

    Giving off Sparks

    Ashton Heights Fire, Book 2

    Sami Lee

    Published 2016 by Book Boutiques.

    ISBN: 978-1-944003-86-9

    Copyright © 2016, Sami Lee.

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    This book is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, locales, or events is wholly coincidental. The names, characters, dialogue, and events in this book are from the author’s imagination and should not to be construed as real.

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    Blurb

    Firefighter Rob McConnell doesn’t believe in love at first sight, until he meets Sierra Lawson and his common sense goes up in flames. The woman sets his heart alight and he could swear the feeling is mutual. But Sierra has one rule that makes a relationship between them unworkable—she doesn’t date firefighters. Still, Rob thinks the spark between them deserves a chance to grow and he’ll use every seductive talent he has to convince Sierra to take a chance on love.

    Sierra doesn’t believe in taking chances. Her late fiancé took them on the job as a cop and wound up dead. Knowing she can’t go through that kind of heartache again, Sierra vows never to date another man in a dangerous profession. But when hunky firefighter Rob bursts into her life, her list of rules looks set to burn up like dry kindling. The man is temptation personified, and an affair seems inevitable.

    Guarding her heart? Impossible.

    Previously Published

    (2014) Sami Lee

    Chapter 1

    Two things woke Rob McConnell at 3:46 in the morning. The sound of a woman screaming and the acrid smell of smoke.

    He shot out of bed, his firefighter instincts on full alert. Yesterday, he’d spent the better part of a ten-hour shift working with his crew and several others to dampen a factory fire before it spread to the surrounding industrial area. They’d managed to douse the flames without any loss of life, but they weren’t always so lucky. Screaming and smoke tended to make Rob spring right into action.

    He was yanking on a pair of jeans in two seconds, bolting out of his bedroom in three. He stopped in the darkened hall, listening for the roar of flames. It took him a moment to realize there was no roar, and that the woman’s screams weren’t the come-and-save-me-I’m-burning-to-death kind. They were more of the Oh-God-baby-yes-I’m coming-I’m-coming variety.

    Rob groaned and rubbed at his eyes with the heels of his hands. His housemates were at it again. Blair Bowman and Leo Chatfield—otherwise known at the fire station as Blue and Chats—were working their way through all the women in Ashton Heights and a few surrounding suburbs who were willing to take both of them on at the same time. Unfortunately, there were a lot of women to choose from.

    Ordinarily, Rob wouldn’t care what his two workmates did in the bedroom. He wasn’t a complete stranger to the delights of three-way action himself. But the walls in the old Queenslander the three of them shared were paper thin. The noise was affecting his sleep.

    Pushing out a sigh, Rob walked into the kitchen to grab the milk from the fridge. Just as he was about to lift the carton to his lips, he detected that scent of smoke again. The screams might have been nothing to worry about, but that persistent smell was a concern. He followed it to the open kitchen window, which faced the kitchen window of the neighboring house. Through the glass, he saw a telltale orange glow emanating from inside.

    Shit!

    Rob dropped the milk carton, spilling the contents all over the linoleum floor. Ignoring the mess, he yanked the fire extinguisher off its wall bracket and bolted toward the sliding glass door that led to the back patio. He ran down the stairs three at a time, vaulted over the fence between the two properties and leapt up the back stairs of number nineteen. He banged on the glass of the house’s back door, trying to rouse the single mother and three kids who lived inside.

    Through the glass, Rob could see the fire had already consumed the toaster on the bench. As he watched and banged furiously on the door, the flames leapt from the toaster to a nearby tea towel and set it alight.

    Where the hell were their smoke alarms? Fuck it, he thought. He couldn’t wait for Cheryl to wake up. He lifted the fire extinguisher and rammed the base of it into the door. A crack appeared in the glass immediately. With only one more blow, the whole sheet exploded. Glass fell everywhere, leaving shards on the inside and outside of the house.

    A woman screamed, the sound ear-splitting. Rob didn’t even look at her as he leapt over the broken glass and headed for the kitchen. He lifted the fire extinguisher and released the safety switch. Rob gave it a few good long bursts, spraying at the flames until he’d buried the small blaze in white foam.

    When the noise of the extinguisher died down, silence fell. Outside, a dog barked. A few screen doors creaked as they opened. The commotion had obviously gotten the attention of the neighbors. Rob’s heart rate began to calm as the adrenaline eased out of his system.

    It sped up again at the sound of one shrill question. Why in the world did you do that?

    Rob’s head whipped around and he got his first real look at the woman who’d screamed earlier. A woman who was definitely not Cheryl, the forty-something mother of three who lived at number nineteen. This woman was not forty, probably wouldn’t be for at least fifteen years. And if her hips had born any children, they sure didn’t show a sign of it. She was trim and slender with long hair that fell in straight dark strands all the way to her tiny waist. Which wasn’t far because she was short.

    She was short, cute and really ticked off. Which ticked Rob off. Fortunately, his annoyance distracted him from the other things he was feeling. His first glimpse of the woman had knocked the breath from him and he felt like he’d been sucker punched.

    He turned around fully to face her. She’d put on the hall light at some point, and the illumination glanced off the shiny strands of her dark hair, creating a halo effect that was in direct contrast to the thunderous look on her face. Rob shook his head, as though that would help him make sense of her question. Are you asking why I put out your fire?

    No, I can see the logic in you putting out the fire. There were flames. And smoke. I’m glad the flames and the smoke are gone. She gestured to the shattered glass all over the floor and the gaping hole where the back door used to be. But why did you have to break the door, for Pete’s sake?

    The fire was spreading fast, Rob explained. Would you rather I’d let it burn down the kitchen?

    I’d rather you’d knocked.

    "I did knock. Rob heard the exasperation creeping into his voice. There was no answer. None of this would have been necessary if you had smoke alarms."

    I do have smoke alarms. I mean, Cheryl does. I think. I’m just the house-sitter. The petite brunette directed her gaze toward the ceiling, her brow furrowed. What about that?

    Rob followed the line of her gaze toward the roof. There was an alarm fitted half way between the kitchen and the living room, but it was an old model and the red sensor light wasn’t on. It obviously doesn’t work.

    Obviously.

    Working smoke detectors are really important.

    So I figure.

    A house can go up in a matter of minutes. If you’re asleep when a fire breaks out, the smoke could kill you before you’re even aware of the flames.

    Or it could attract the attention of strange men in the area, who might break down your doors in their efforts to be heroic, she drawled.

    Rob turned back to face her. I wasn’t trying to be heroic. I was trying to save Cheryl and the kids.

    Ah. So if you’d known it was only me here, you wouldn’t have bothered?

    Stunned, Rob opened his mouth to refute the suggestion. The words died in his throat when he saw the glimmer of amusement in the woman’s eyes. They were hazel, more on the green side than the brown, and there was a playfulness in them that made Rob’s skin—and other parts of his anatomy—tingle.

    That feeling of being sucker punched returned. Oxygen seemed pretty hard to come by all of a sudden. He wanted to answer I’d break down a hundred doors to save you, but he was too winded to speak.

    His sense of being off-kilter only got worse when she smiled, a simple curve of her lips that was as devilish as it was cute. Whoa. Forget sucker punched. I think I’m being waterboarded. Although if he could do things over he wouldn’t alter his actions in the slightest, Rob found himself blurting. I’m sorry about your door.

    I’m sorry I yelled at you about the door, she countered, her smile turning chagrinned. "I don’t do well when woken suddenly.

    Rob returned her smile, feeling more than a little

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