“Let me know when you’re ready to wrestle some more,” Krista whispered into his ear then started the hike back up over the rise to camp.
What the hell was that, girl?
She never, ever kissed or slept with anyone on her team. It just made for an ungodly snarl. She’d watched other women try it, smokie or hotshot crew, and it always screwed up everything. Sometimes so bad that they bailed on the career ‘cause it so messed with their heads.
But when Evan had unleashed that kiss on her, her brain had switched off and she’d finally figured out why she’d sent him on down the line that first day—the fourth reason. He didn’t move or act like anyone she’d ever met in a decade of jumping fire. There was a barely contained power in him like a big blaze on the edge of blowup—that moment when forest f
