Every Last Look

Granted, standing in the middle of a deserted road with an axe in each hand probably wasn't the best way to get a car to stop for me. But stop, she did. Well, sort of. Okay, so she was just avoiding a rollover into the same ditch I'd broken down in when she braked long enough for me to hop in her truck bed. Still, it's fate. Not just because I need a ride asap to join the other smokejumpers in my crew already gearing up at the airstrip to fight a massive forest fire heading toward my family ranch, but more so because this is going to be a helluva story we'll be telling our grandkids one day.Just as soon as I can get the skittish thing to trust that I'm nothing like whatever it is she's been running from.----Previously published as Barrett Cole (c) 2017, completely rewritten in first person POV and revised throughout with newly added content, a different extended ending, and a touch more steam (note that this hero is really gentle with his skittish heroine, so the book does start a little tamer than my usual stuff -- but it picks up, as it is a Christa Wick book, after all *grin*).