Chapter Eleven
Russell
When Chase asked if I wanted to go to Wildlands, I immediately agreed. I sure as hell didn't want to go back to my place tonight. I didn't know what was up with Paisley, but she kept running hot and cold. She had a point about that kiss, and it rankled me a little. Because, holy hell, that had been one smokin’ hot kiss. I didn't mind admitting to myself I wanted more, but it wasn't sensible. I knew it wasn’t.
Chase had suggested going out together because we had a couple of new firefighters who’d joined the crew recently. Rowan Cole was the last one hired. He came by way of North Carolina and knew Remy Martin, who worked on another crew here.
Wildlands was a favorite hangout in town. It was a sprawling lodge on the shores of the lake. What had started as a small
