She Got Me Going Crazy
“I didn’t really get a chance to thank you for your help at the wedding.”
I waved off her gratitude. “It was my job. But I’m glad there wasn’t an actual fire.” More than she knew because it would have put Kate in danger.
“I’m Grace, Kate’s sister,” she said, sticking her hand out. “Jackson,” I replied, shaking her hand. “The fireman.”
Kate giggled, and my lips immediately curled up into a smile. Grace’s gaze bounced back and forth between Kate and me a
few times, then she grinned mischievously. “You know, Kate here is turning eighteen next month. On the fifth.”
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