Chapter Twelve
Beck
I held the fire hose and aimed it at the giant brush fire in the field behind the station. The water came out in a strong gush, hitting the flames flashing high. Somehow I’d ended up volunteering to do the annual training day we held for high school students. Normally, I helped out, but I didn’t usually run the whole damn thing. We’d been in the middle of our weekly station meeting when the topic came up. Maisie had been sitting beside Chief Masters and ended up looking my way right when he asked who might want to run it this year since he’d be out of town.
With her liquid brown eyes on me, I’d inanely raised my hand. Truth was, I had no f*****g idea what the chief had said at the moment. That’s all she had to do was look at me now, and my brain turned to mush. So he
