🔥 It was supposed to be one night. No names. No consequences. Just heat. 🔥 The universe had other plans. I slipped into that masked charity ball looking for a little rebellion. One reckless night before going back to being Grace Gregory, the squeaky-clean mayor’s daughter with a reputation to protect. What I got was him. Tall. Broad. Dangerous smile. The kind of man who makes you forget your last name—and your morals. And I didn’t even know who he was… until the next morning, when I realized I’d just slept with Jackson Wall—firefighter, local heartthrob, and freaking Mister February on the calendar hanging in my kitchen. Yeah. That one. I told him it was a mistake. That it couldn’t happen again. But he doesn’t seem too interested in keeping his distance. I keep trying to forget what we did. He keeps reminding me exactly how it felt. And the worst part? I don’t think I want to stay away… ∞ So I have a secret—or two. Okay, fine. Several. I’m not just your average firefighter—I’m a billionaire who walked away from the boardroom and the spotlight to live a life that actually means something. No tuxedos. No cameras. Just me, a well-earned six-pack, and a firehouse full of alpha chaos. I knew exactly who she was the second she walked into that masked ball. When she ended up in my arms—and my bed—I didn’t stop her. Didn’t tell her who I was. Didn’t expect to crave her the way I do now. After that night, I thought she’d want more. She didn’t. She ran. Now she wants to pretend it didn’t happen. That we don’t have something between us that’s real, raw, and impossible to ignore. I’ve never been the kind of man to back off when I want something. And I want her. The fire between us? It’s not going out anytime soon. But if I’m going to have her for real, I need to tell her the truth. The real truth. Not just about who I am—but what I’m feeling. And if that blows everything up? Then I’ll just have to fight for her through the ashes.
🔥 A secret identity. One night turned into an obsession. 💥 A billionaire firefighter who won’t back down—and a good girl who might just be ready to break all her own rules. If you love forbidden heat, small-town scandals, and secret identities wrapped in six feet of muscle and temptation—you’re in the right place.
Flaming in February is book two in The Calendar Men Series and can be read independently or sequentially.
Arabella Anders is a secondary pen name for an author that remains nameless at this time, created specifically for the Calendar Men Series. A California girl that traded her swimsuits for rain boots, she resides in a small corner of the beautiful Pacific Northwest. She’s addicted to spy thrillers and action-adventure thrillers featuring handsome muscly men and emphatically states there is only one kind of chocolate—Sees. If not reading, writing, or streaming, she’s likely planning getaways to more sunny climes.