Fireman’s Secret Baby

The smoking hot fireman next door stole my heart and knocked me up.

It all started with a lie.

I got booted from art school and I’m too embarrassed to come clean about why.

So it’s a godsend when my friend has an extra room for me.

But there’s a catch.

My bestie lives with his older brother – Michael – who is pure temptation.

Seeing that firefighter God casually strolling out of the bathroom, in whatever hand towel he uses
to dry himself would be the highlight of my day.

If we weren’t practically family.

I push the images of his magnificent midriff out of my head until I can find a place of my own.

But then I make a crucial error. I ask him to pose for me.

Alone in my studio, his clothes come off, and I know I’m a goner.

Tensions ignite and he devours me with a fiery fervor that leaves my v-card thoroughly punched.

But when he pulls away, I fear this was a huge mistake.

My instinct says, run, never to speak to him again.

There’s one small problem…now I’m late.