Page 13 of Curvy Girl and the Firefighter Chief

"Wouldn't miss it," I say, proud that my voice doesn't shake. "Though I can't promise I'll be very entertaining company."

"Trust me," he says, his voice dropping lower, "you're already the most interesting person in this room."

His words hang in the air, and suddenly, it feels like everyone in the kitchen is watching us. The moment is broken by Sadie clearing her throat behind me.

"What about me, Dad? Am I not interesting, too?"

Luke's composure finally cracks. He starts fidgeting with his hands, mouth opening and closing as he tries to find the right words.

"Of course, of course – you and Stella are the two most interesting people in the room."

I bite back a smile, enjoying seeing the usually confident Chief so flustered. Sadie is clearly enjoying teasing her father, though she seems oblivious to how Kane keeps stealing glances at her from across the room.

The stoic firefighter might maintain his cold exterior, but his eyes betray him whenever they land on Sadie. He doesn't strike me as someone who makes the first move, though. Maybe the ball really will be Sadie's chance – assuming I'm not proven right about Luke's feelings.

"Alright, everyone!" Danny claps his hands. "Dinner is served, and I've outdone myself this time!"

Ashton rolls his eyes dramatically. "We'll be happy if you didn't burn the meat."

"Please," Danny scoffs, brushing invisible dust off his shoulders. "Even you will be impressed with this masterpiece. Had to do my best for our guest." He winks at me.

"Thank you," I say, but the words trigger a small coughing fit.

Luke's hand is immediately on my arm, steady and warm.

"Are you sure you're up for this?" he asks, concern evident in his voice.

I nod, trying to catch my breath. "I'm fine, just a bit weak. But I'm sure once I taste this amazing meal, I'll feel better than ever."

Danny beams while Max starts herding everyone toward the tables. "Come on, people, let's eat!"

Shane brings over what looks like fresh orange juice while Damon places slightly charred garlic bread on the table.

"Sorry about this," he says sheepishly. "Was on the phone with my girl and got distracted."

Luke shakes his head beside me. "I hope you don't think all Pine Valley's firefighters are this unprofessional."

"They proved themselves when they saved my life," I respond softly. "That's what matters."

Damon flexes exaggeratedly. "We're pretty incredible."

Everyone laughs except Kane, while Luke offers a small smile.

Sadie masterfully maneuvers everyone around the table, ensuring Luke and I end up side by side, while she claims the seat on Luke's other side, conveniently next to Kane. I have to admire her strategy.

Danny brings out the main course with a flourish. The meat looks like it might have seen better days, but the smell is absolutely incredible. Even Ashton looks impressed, clapping Danny on the shoulder.

"You actually did it, you madman. Finally proved yourself useful."

Danny rolls his eyes. "Maybe you should trust your wingman more often. After all, I'm the reason you left the biker bar with that redhead the other night—"

"That's enough," Luke cuts in, his voice firm but not angry. "I don’t want that type of talk at the dinner table."

"Sorry, Chief," Danny says, not looking sorry at all.

As everyone starts passing dishes around, I'm struck by how familiar this feels. Despite having just met these men, there's something comfortable about sitting here, surrounded by their banter and camaraderie. Even Kane's stoic presence adds to the atmosphere, like the straight man in a comedy routine.

"So, Stella," Max says, drawing all the attention to him, "what exactly do you illustrate?"

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