Chapter Nineteen
Donovan
I leaned back against a fallen tree on the ground, tipping my head to look up at the sky. A week had passed since my night with Jasmine. I hadn’t seen her since, yet I could hardly stop thinking about her when I had a spare moment. After our crew was called out to a fire in a neighboring town, I returned home that night, but it had been late.
I had rolled out of bed before dawn the following morning when our crew was called out to another fire out in the Interior. These calls weren’t unusual. We dealt with them all summer long.
Yet, it bothered me I hadn’t had a chance to see Jasmine before leaving for this long again.
And what would you have done? You were the one who said nothing could happen with her. You blew that up.
My mind taunted me. Hell, I’d burned
