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Max settled Phoebe between his knees, her back tucked against his front.

The cellar wasn’t huge, but Max didn’t expect to be there for long as the fire was moving so fast. The only question was, would they still be here after it had roared through?

The lack of space meant they couldn’t sit face to face, and for that Max was grateful as he knew he’d find his growing awareness of one very womanly woman too distracting. Phoebe was strong and brave and warm and vulnerable, all at once. And he’d never met anyone like her.

The wind increased in intensity as they waited. The roof timbers creaked and groaned under the roar of the fire. The flames would be leaping from treetop to treetop, threatening to devour the house. And them along with it. If the fire took hold they didn’t stand a chance.

Phoebe half turned towards Max and buried her face in his shoulder. Involuntarily he wrapped her in his arms, silently offering comfort. She felt good nestled against him, head tucked to one side. She was a perfect fit.

Suddenly the house gave an almighty shudder, and then lay silent. Had the impossible happened? Had they escaped?