Chapter Eight
This trip was a rude shock to Ripley’s system and they hadn’t even landed in Hawaii for refueling yet. She’d made the trip enough times to know that the long flight and the time change would just make a jumble of everything for a few days. She was okay with that.
Waking up in Gordon’s arms was a far more disconcerting thing. And as she lay there listening to him sleep—and thoroughly enjoying the sensation—she wondered what had just happened to her life.
She’d spent the whole season flying to fire—six days on and one day off per US Forest Service regulations. She’d had a total of one date…which hadn’t survived dinner well enough to even justify dessert. Mostly she’d hung out with the other pilots and talked fire. On her day off she did laundry, slept, and checked to see if
