Summer nodded. "Now can you show me the fire engine and all the b.u.t.tons you push for stuff, Mr. Sullivan?"

Nope, short wasn't going to happen, Megan thought with a barely suppressed groan. But when that smile came back for her daughter, Megan felt her insides go to mush again despite all the tall, strong walls she'd put up to protect herself against his far too powerful allure.

How long had she been searching for a man who looked at her daughter like that? Like he thought the sun rose with Summer, just as her name indicated it should? As though she were important, rather than just some bothersome kid Megan happened to have had with some other guy?

"Sure thing." He shot a questioning glance at Megan. "If it's okay with you, that is."

She was about to reply when she noticed a fading scar on his forehead that ran from his left eyebrow into his hairline, and her legs weakened. His forehead had been bandaged the last time she'd seen him at the hospital and she knew that was where the beam must have hit him after he'd gotten them down the stairs. She wanted to say something, wanted to thank him again and apologize for putting him in that position, but she knew it would come out all weird and wrong.

Instead, she simply said, "Of course it's okay with me. Summer loves big machines and finding out how they work, don't you?"

Just like her father had. Only his machine of choice had been an airplane, rather than a fire engine.

Gabe took Summer's outstretched hand and walked her over to the shiny historic fire engine in the back corner of the station.

Normally, Megan would have followed them, but she wasn't sure being that close to him for a prolonged period of time would be a good idea. Not when her hormones were still in crazy overdrive.

Walking further into the fire station, she quickly found herself at the center of a group of big, strapping men. Only, for all the testosterone in the room, despite the preponderance of broad chests and narrow hips and square jaws, her hormones didn't flutter and her libido didn't jump to life.

For some reason, only one particular firefighter had that effect on her.

Shaking the useless realization out of her head, she made it a point to meet everyone and to thank them for what they'd all done as a team for her and her daughter. She noticed a few eyebrows rising when she pointed out her daughter over by the antique engine, the way the other firefighters looked at each other as if they were in on a secret she didn't know.

Summer and the man who made her heart go boom! were laughing together over something and for a moment Megan wanted to pretend they were more than strangers, that her daughter had a father figure to teach her things, to be proud of her, to tell her he loved her at night before tucking her in with a sweet kiss good night.

"Am I smelling blueberry m.u.f.fins?"

Todd, the captain, came around the corner just then and she smiled at the very nice middle-aged man who had so graciously taken her in to meet her savior in the hospital.

"Summer made them," she said before moving into the front room to pick up the container with the m.u.f.fins.

She nearly walked into a pretty woman. "Oh hi, sorry, I didn't mean to almost knock you ov-" She stopped in the middle of the word. "Sophie? It's me, Megan Harris." She shook her head. "Well, I was Megan Green back in college."

"Megan!" Sophie's arms came around her and they hugged. Sophie pulled back. "I can't believe how long it's been since I've seen you. Six, seven years?"

They'd both worked part-time in the Stanford library and had spent enough hours shelving and cataloguing books together in the dark stacks that they'd become friends. They probably would have become even closer were it not for Megan getting pregnant with Summer. Once she and David had married, she'd temporarily left school to follow her Navy pilot husband to his new base a.s.signment in San Diego.

"You look great," she said to Sophie.

"So do you!" Her old friend looked confused. "I haven't seen you here before. Are you working with the station on something?"

Megan felt bad about not having kept in better touch. "My daughter wanted to come bring m.u.f.fins over."

"Oh my gosh, how could I have forgotten that you got married and had a baby? Where is she?"

Megan pointed to the corner where the antique engine was. "Summer is over there with one of the firefighters."

Sophie frowned again. "Wait a minute. Your daughter's name is Summer?" She c.o.c.ked her head to the side. "Are you the mother and daughter Gabe saved a couple of months ago?"

At nearly the exact same moment, Megan realized she'd missed a very important clue along the way. Sullivan was such a common surname that she hadn't thought to link Sophie and Gabe together.

"Are you his sister?" When Sophie nodded, Megan finally replied, "Yes, your brother saved us. He's Summer's hero for life." She added softly, "Mine, too." Smiling, she told Sophie, "She baked him m.u.f.fins this morning and I believe she's just about to convince him to let her drive that antique fire truck around the block."

Megan worked to keep her voice light. G.o.d forbid Sophie ever realized how ridiculously attracted she was to her brother. Talk about awkward.

"You should see all those b.u.t.tons and k.n.o.bs!" Summer ran over at full speed across the cement floor. Gabe was nowhere to be seen for the time being. "It's so awesome! I love firefighting! Thanks for finally letting me come here!"

Megan caught her daughter's hand as she gestured excitedly and chattered about the wonders of the fire truck. "Honey, this is a friend of mine from college. Her name is Sophie."

Sophie bent down to Summer's level and said, "Oh my gosh, you're gorgeous!"

Summer beamed her biggest smile at Sophie. "You're pretty, too."

Sophie laughed. "What kind of stories do you like?"

The little girl thought about it a minute. "All of them."

Sophie shot Megan a delighted look. "Perfect." She quickly explained, "I'm a librarian at the branch just around the corner. I'd love for you two to come in and see me. Especially since I'm always looking for good readers to help with story time for the little ones."

Her daughter raised her hand. "I can do that. I'm a really good reader."

"I'll bet you are, with a mom as smart as yours."

Just then, tingles moved up Megan's spine. She looked up and saw Gabe heading toward them.

Megan wished she weren't quite so aware of him...and that he wasn't so darn attractive, period. It was a good thing Sophie and Summer were talking about their favorite picture books and didn't require much partic.i.p.ation from her, because Gabe's nearness always seemed to suck her brain cells dry.

She was surprised to find he didn't look pleased to see Sophie. Which was confirmed when he said, "Hey Soph, what are you doing here?" in a curt voice.

His sister simply grinned at him, clearly not at all put off by his gruff greeting. "I thought I'd bring you something healthy for breakfast." She lifted a bag and opened it up so he could see inside. "Whole wheat morning buns. No added sugar or preservatives."

He grimaced. "I've already got some really great m.u.f.fins waiting for me, but thanks anyway."

Shrugging, she closed the bag and said, "Can you believe that Megan and I know each other from college? Amazing, isn't it?"

He looked between the two of them, even less pleased than he had been just moments before. "Amazing." His voice was flat. And distinctly irritated.

Megan was glad her daughter had been pulled away by the rest of the members of the fire crew, who were telling her she was the best m.u.f.fin maker who ever lived. Otherwise even Summer couldn't have missed Gabe's abrupt shift in demeanor.

This time around Megan wasn't at all hurt by his hard mask. Not when she'd sailed right past hurt straight to mad. Whatever his problem was, he didn't know the first thing about her, and she didn't deserve to be the recipient of his bad att.i.tude.

Yes, she owed him her thanks-forever-for what he'd done for her and Summer. But she could be thankful away from him, privately in her thoughts, when he wasn't busy staring her down as if she had a contagious disease.

"Thank you for showing Summer the engine," she said to him in her most polite, distant voice, before turning to his sister with a warm, genuine smile. "I'm so glad we ran into you, Sophie."

"I know. I can't believe I didn't know you were living so close by."

Megan shook her head. "I'm afraid I didn't do a good job of keeping in touch with anyone after David and I got married and moved to San Diego."

"How is David?"

Realizing there was no way Sophie would know about what had happened, she said, "He died."

"Oh no." Sophie looked horrified. "I'm so sorry, Megan."

Wanting to rea.s.sure her friend, but not wanting to say too much with Gabe still standing there taking in every word, a glower still on his too-handsome face, she said, "It was a few years ago."

Sophie looked toward where Summer was still the center of Station 5's attention. "You've raised her all by yourself?" Before Megan could reply, she added, "Or did you remarry?"

"Nope. Just me and Summer." She forced a smile that she hoped looked somewhat real. "We've been doing great."

"And then that fire burned down your apartment. It just doesn't seem fair."

"Honestly, we're doing just fine," she said again, as much for Gabe's benefit as Sophie's.

Sophie put her hand on her arm. "I just wish things could have been different for you."

"Soph," Gabe bit out in a frustrated voice, "how many more times does she have to tell you she's fine?"

He was clearly trying to warn his sister to back off a bit, and while Megan would have appreciated it another time, she knew Sophie was just expressing her feelings and emotions the way she always had. Straight from her heart.

Sophie simply scrunched up her nose at her brother before turning back to Megan. "You know what? Our mother is having her big annual holiday party this week near our old stomping grounds in Palo Alto. Please tell me you and Summer will come to meet everyone!" Before Megan could reply, Sophie added, "Don't you think everyone would just love them both, Gabe?"

He was looking past them as he said, "Sure," with shockingly little interest, just as he had in the hospital when Summer had asked him if he wanted to hear Megan's frog impersonation.

Well, it was pretty d.a.m.n clear to all of them what Gabe thought about this plan, wasn't it? She could feel Sophie's eyes moving between them, clearly trying to figure out what the deal was...and why he clearly couldn't stand the sight of her.

In the awkward silence, Sophie finally said, "Actually, a couple of my brothers really love kids."

Oh G.o.d. Sophie wasn't trying to play matchmaker, was she? More than a little horrified at the thought of more than one man like Gabe in a family, she asked, "How many brothers do you have?"

"Six! But Chase and Marcus are taken and their girlfriends-well, fiancee in Chase's case-are fantastic. So that leaves Zach and Ryan and Smith. They're all free. At least as far as I know."

Another light bulb went off. Smith Sullivan, the movie star, was Sophie's brother. And so was Ryan Sullivan, the pro baseball player. Clearly, the Sullivan family was way too potent for its own good. Especially since watching Smith up on a big screen in a dark movie theatre and Ryan on the mound had never made her all tingly the way Gabe's dark gaze was doing right this second as he frowned at her for daring to breathe in his presence.

Sophie continued talking while Megan processed...and worked to keep taking one slow breath after another.

"They'll all adore you. I have no doubt my brothers will end up fighting over you. Don't you agree, Gabe?"

"You're actually trying to set your friend up with Zach and Ryan, two of the biggest players on the planet?" He shook his head. "Smith is even worse. G.o.d knows what would happen to a kid in his messed-up movie star world."

Sophie waved away his concerns with a hand in the air. "I think all of you are awesome. And they're only players because they haven't met the right woman yet."

Megan noticed Sophie said nothing about whether Gabe was a player or not. She hadn't offered him up as potential boyfriend material, either. Probably because he had a girlfriend.

A girlfriend that Megan was absolutely sure she would hate.

Just because.

"Please tell me you'll come, Megan? You and Summer would be such a welcome addition to the party."

Truthfully, Megan didn't want to have to spend any more time around Gabe than she already had, but the devil that very rarely sat on her shoulder sudden popped up and had her saying, "We'd love to come." She got way too much enjoyment from the way Gabe's stance tightened even further beside them. "What can we bring? I'm sure Summer would love to bake something really special for your mother's holiday party."

After Megan and Sophie exchanged phone numbers and email addresses, Sophie promised to send her all the information for the party.

With the deed done-and knowing she'd need every single second until Sat.u.r.day night to make sure she was ready to completely lock down her foolish longings and hormones around Gabe at the party-she said, "Well, I think Summer and I should go and let everyone get back to work."

She called out her daughter's name and overrode her pleas to stay "just a little bit longer" because she was "having the best day ever" hanging out with the firefighters.

At long last, Summer finally took her mother's hand and Megan was able to escape back out to the sidewalk, her heart beating even faster now than it had earlier that morning, even though they were going in the downhill direction.

All because this time she knew for sure that she was going to see Gabe Sullivan again.

"You're not actually going to try to set her up with Zach or Ryan, are you?" The thought of either of his brothers touching even one single hair on Megan's head had Gabe seeing red.

His sister shrugged. "I don't see why not. She's very sweet and smart, don't you think?"

He wasn't going to answer that. Because he sure as h.e.l.l wasn't going to let his sister know that he thought Megan was just about the prettiest thing he'd ever set eyes on.

"They'll chew her up and spit her out."

His sister crossed her arms over her chest. "She lost a husband and has raised a child all by herself. And it seems like she's recovering really well from losing everything in that fire. I think both of those things prove just how strong she is." Another shrug. "Who knows? Maybe she could be the c.h.i.n.k in Ryan's or Zach's armor."

h.e.l.l, no. Not when she'd already gotten under his skin. He didn't need her getting under his brothers' skins, too.

"I know what you're doing, Nice."

Normally, her nickname fit her. Not today. Today his little sister was clearly intent on messing with his mind by inviting Megan and her daughter into their inner circle.

Sophie gave him an innocent look, her brown eyes a little too big. "Megan is a friend from college. I like her a lot. I want to see more of her."

"So you're saying inviting her to the party has nothing to do with me?"

His sister pinned him with a gaze that told him she knew exactly what he was feeling for her old friend. "You tell me, Gabe. Does it?"

He grabbed the bag of whole-wheat nastiness from her. "Thanks for breakfast. I've got to get back to work."

Before he could turn and walk away from the sister he normally liked quite a bit, he caught her smile. And knew exactly what she was thinking.

Sophie thought he was going to fall head over heels in love with Megan and her cute daughter.

She was wrong.