Chapter Five
Boone
Wrapping a towel around my waist, I stepped out of the shower area back at the station and crossed into the locker room. Jackson was partially dressed in jeans and was presently rubbing his damp hair with a towel. Glancing over, he said, “Hey, man. Glad you were able to get back in time to help us out.”
“Of course,” I replied as I stepped to my locker and swung it open. Taking out a clean pair of jeans and a T-shirt, I dropped my towel and got dressed quickly.
As I dressed, Jackson continued talking while he pulled on a T-shirt. “You’re a damn good climber. Maybe the best we’ve got on the crew now.”
Walker, who was the most recent addition to the rescue crew, chimed in, “I’ll say.”
Tossing my towel into the hamper in the corner, I glanced between them as I sat down
