Page 22 of Rescue My Heart

Mazey feigned innocence. "What? Should I be more specific?"

McKenna leaned in, her lips brushing against Mazey’s neck. "Maybe."

Mazey’s breath hitched slightly, but she quickly pushed McKenna playfully away. "Okay, okay. You were amazing, alright? Happy?"

McKenna laughed, satisfied. "That’s more like it."

They shared a light moment, both of them grinning like teenagers after a first date, but eventually, Mazey sighed and sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "As much as I’d love to stay here and bask in your presence, I really do have to get ready for work."

"Right, work." McKenna leaned back, her hands behind her head as she watched Mazey start gathering her clothes. "I keep forgetting you have a job.”

Mazey rolled her eyes with a smile. "Some of us have to be on set, you know. Not all of us get to run into burning buildings or sit around on call."

"Hey, I don’t just sit around," McKenna protested, but she was still grinning. "Though, today’s an exception. No shifts for me."

Mazey paused in the middle of pulling on her pants and shot her a mischievous look. "So, you’re telling me you have the whole day free?"

"Pretty much," McKenna replied casually, sitting up and reaching for her own clothes. "But don’t worry, I’m still on call. So if you burn the place down, I’ll be right there."

"Good to know," Mazey teased as she buttoned up her shirt. "Maybe I’ll stage a small fire on set just to see you in action."

McKenna laughed, shaking her head as she pulled on her jeans. "You do that, and I’ll have to charge you extra for the rescue."

They shared another easy laugh, the lightness of the moment deepening the connection they already felt. There was no awkwardness, no tension, just a natural flow between them. McKenna wasn’t used to this, waking up with someone andfeeling like she didn’t need to rush out the door or make excuses. She wanted to be here, and it seemed like Mazey wanted her here too.

Once they were both dressed, Mazey walked over to McKenna and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "Thanks for everything."

"Anytime."

As they left Mazey’s penthouse and stepped out into the hallway, they shared a glance that said everything they hadn’t put into words yet. There was something between them, something neither of them had expected but were curious about.

Mazey gave her one last smile before heading toward the elevator. "Don’t be a stranger, McKenna."

"Wouldn’t dream of it," McKenna replied with a grin, watching her go.

The moment the elevator doors closed, McKenna’s grin softened, and she found herself lost in her thoughts. She wasn’t sure what was happening between them, but she knew it was more than just a fling. She could still feel the heat of Mazey’s touch, still hear the way her name had sounded on Mazey’s lips. The connection they shared wasn’t something McKenna could easily shake.

She stood there for a moment, rooted to the spot, before finally heading toward her truck. Sliding into the driver’s seat, McKenna’s thoughts drifted back to the night before, the way Mazey had looked at her, touched her. It was more than just chemistry. There was a kind of closeness she hadn’t felt in a long time, maybe never.

McKenna didn’t have work today, but she was still technically on call. Normally, she’d use her rare day off to relax, maybe grab a drink with Ember, or catch up on some sleep. But now, she couldn’t stop thinking about what could be with Mazey and where this thing between them might lead.

McKenna sat in the driver’s seat, the engine rumbling softly as she pulled away from the curb. Her mind swirled with thoughts of the night before, unable to shake the feeling of Mazey’s body close to hers, the way they’d fit together so perfectly. But as the familiar streets of Phoenix Ridge rolled by, doubts began to creep in, uninvited.

She had no idea where Mazey stood. Sure, the connection between them had been intense, undeniable, but what did it mean? Mazey wasn’t out, at least not publicly. She was a movie star who lived in the spotlight, her image carefully curated for the media. What if this was just some kind of experiment for her? A fleeting curiosity? McKenna felt her chest tighten at the thought. She didn’t want to be someone’s secret, and she definitely didn’t want to be just another phase.

Mazey had made her feel things she hadn’t in years. Maybe ever. The way they’d looked at each other, touched each other, it felt like more than a casual fling. But was McKenna reading too much into it? Was she letting herself get carried away by a moment that might not mean the same thing to Mazey?

She didn’t want to be another notch on someone’s belt, especially not someone who had the luxury of keeping everything hidden behind the veneer of fame. The thought of being pushed aside or forgotten as soon as the cameras came back made her stomach churn. But still, she couldn’t help but hope for more. The connection was too strong, too real, to ignore.

As she turned onto the main road, McKenna allowed herself to imagine, just for a moment, what it would be like if this wasn’t just a one-night thing. What if it was the start of something real? The thought made her heart race. Maybe she was getting ahead of herself, but she couldn’t stop wondering what could be.

9

MAZEY

Mazey climbed into the waiting taxi, her heart still racing, her mind spinning. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. It was like something had taken over her the moment McKenna kissed her, and she hadn’t been able to resist. Not that she wanted to. In fact, she’d wanted it for a while, even if she hadn’t been ready to admit it to herself. But now, as the haze of the night started to clear, reality began to set in.

What had she done?

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