Fire Devil: Red Willows, #4

By Aliyah Burke

Can their passion withstand the flames?

Carter Liaci gets the biggest shock of his life when he runs into the new arson investigator. Not only is it not a man, it's a cute sexy blonde who he knows very well, his ex-wife. Understanding his mistake in letting her go, he wants her back in his life. But she's hesitant, no doubt the flames are still there but the trust has gone. He'll do what it takes to get it back.

Gina Moyer has come a long way since being just a wife. She's found a way to stand on her own, make a difference. Even so, she knew the risks of running into her ex when she took this position, in this town. She wasn't going to back down just because she would see him. But when she does, all those old feelings come back.

Will her job put her in to great of risk he can't save her? Will they lose out on ever having a second chance?

**This was previously released in a Kindleworlds and all content from there has been removed.**

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sensual Romance Publishing
• Release date: Jan 13, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393070931

Aliyah Burke

USA Today bestselling author Aliyah Burke is an avid reader and is never far from pen and paper (or the computer). She is happily married to a career military man. They are owned by six Borzoi. She spends her days at the day job, writing, and working with her dogs.

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Fire Devil

Copyright © 2016 Aliyah Burke

Cover illustration copyright © Covers by K

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Published by: Sensual Romance Publishing

Fire Devil

By

Aliyah Burke

Blurb for Fire Devil

Can their passion withstand the flames?

Carter Liaci gets the biggest shock of his life when he runs into the new arson investigator. Not only is it not a man, it’s a cute sexy blonde who he knows very well, his ex-wife. Understanding his mistake in letting her go, he wants her back in his life. But she’s hesitant, no doubt the flames are still there but the trust has gone. He’ll do what it takes to get it back.

Gina Moyer has come a long way since being just a wife. She’s found a way to stand on her own, make a difference. Even so, she knew the risks of running into her ex when she took this position, in this town. She wasn’t going to back down just because she might see him. But when she does, all those old feelings come back.

Will her job put her into too much danger? Will they lose out on ever having a second chance?

Dedication

To my readers, thanks for coming with me on another adventure and I hope you do enjoy the Liaci brothers, I certainly had fun writing them. To DH, thank you, for everything! I love you.

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

About the Author

Additional Books By Aliyah Burke

Chapter One

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The thick ash smooshed easily between her thumb and forefinger. Gina Moyer sniffed the residue as she made mental notes.

Consistency is smooth, almost a bit oily. Detect a hint of... What is that, patchouli?

She pushed up from her crouched position and sighed. Definitely arson. The ignition point was to her left, gasoline. But here in the middle of the room there’d been another accelerant. In fact, there were several spots throughout the open space.

Figure that out on your own, Ms. Moyer, or was it the fact the papers mentioned witnesses saw a male figure setting the blaze?

The voice sent shivers all through her. She squeezed her eyes shut, praying for both the strength to remain professional and to keep her hormones in check. Both were long shots, but she sent up the request regardless. Done playing with your hose, Liaci? She pivoted slowly on her heeled boots. Her body had to be attached to electrodes when it came to this man.

Carter Liaci.

She brushed a blonde tendril back from her sweaty face. Never mind. I forgot that play doesn’t take very long at all. His gunmetal gray eyes hardened as he stared at her and she sensed a fight coming. She didn’t care right now, wasn’t the best time for her to travel this road. There was an arson to solve.

Carter strode over to her, pausing before he actually had any physical contact. More’s the pity. Or so her body claimed.

Why are you here?

I have a job to do.

He scoffed. This area is off limits to lookie-loos and the general public. So, what the fuck do you mean, your job? What position could you possibly have that requires you to be here at this time?

His words hurt but Gina ignored it, she could drown her sorrows later. Now wasn’t the time to allow him insight into how painful it was to hear things like this from him. She raked her gaze over him, almost dismissively. Last time I checked, Sergeant Liaci, the Arson Investigator is allowed to be here.

They are. Where’s Donavan? He crossed powerful arms over his hard chest.

Her single-minded track wobbled as fresh memories of the experiences she had while in those arms surfaced. She exhaled and prayed for wisdom, patience, and whatever else she would need to keep her from ending up with an assault charge. Retired.

When the hell did that happen?

Four months ago. Been living under a rock?

His eyes swirled with an undefinable emotion. Miss me?

As much as a boil on my ass. She stepped around him, but he moved with her, keeping between her and the rest of her job. Get out of my way.

You took over?

The doubt in his tone set the bristles up on the back of her neck. Gina knew what others saw when they looked at her. Small. Petite. The cheerleader from high school and college. There tended to be assumptions she was weak and unable to hold her own. Quite the opposite. She was capable. But for it to come from this man‒this man‒it ripped scabs off her wounds making them hurt all over again. Sure did, she replied struggling to keep the tears of betrayal at bay. "They even provided me with a shiny badge that allows me to tell you to go fuck yourself. Not that I need a badge to say such a thing."

He raised a brow at her and shook his head. I guess congratulations are in order then.

Wow, your sincerity is mind boggling. Don’t try to do me any favors, Liaci. In fact, you can get out of my way and let me continue doing my job. Her temper was on a slow burn but as it moved, it gobbled up the oxygen being fed to it. Soon, it would be a blaze.

I mean it. His gaze turned possessive.

She swallowed hard and retorted, Right. She moved purposefully around him to where her coat hung over a sawhorse that for some reason hadn’t been reduced to a pile of ash. Gina dug out her notebook and made a few notes.

One, you use a notebook. And two; what the hell is this chicken scratch?

He’s a great firefighter and it would be a waste to kill him. Plus, his family would be upset.

Yes. I transcribe later and it’s my own version of shorthand. I do it, so if it falls into the wrong hands, no one else can decipher it. How the hell is it possible for me to be standing in a burned out building and I smell his scent over everything else? Because she knew it firsthand, used to sleep with it surrounding her.

He hadn’t moved when she turned back. That broad chest remained right there, tempting her and she knew exactly how it felt under her explorations. The perfect pressure to have his nipples respond. She held firsthand knowledge on how he loved her scraping teeth over those nipples as well as his sac and cock.

She shoved those memories back for a second time.