Smoke on the Water

I've lived with the stares, whispers, and hateful accusations of small-town gossips for years. Being the sister of the town pariah comes with consequences. But when the petty harassment turns darker, more drastic measures are required. I just didn't expect those measures to include my former high school crush—the golden boy turned smoking hot firefighter—offering protection… as my boyfriend. Are we just pretending, or is this becoming something real? And can it survive the string of arsons that threaten us both?