He can’t save everyone…
Firefighter Lucas Attiker
is mired in guilt by his inability to save his young son, who perished in a
fire three years ago. When he rescues a troubled young man and his baby
daughter from a Colorado forest fire, Lucas finally begins to forgive himself.
But the wildfire is only the beginning of the dangers facing them.
Hell-bent on saving his
daughter from his crime boss ex, Owen Michaels is on the run with the baby in
tow—fleeing both the killers who are after him and the US Marshals Service
deputies assigned to protect him. When his desperate flight lands them in the
midst of an inferno, the man who saves them offers hope for more than just survival.
They might have escaped a
blazing forest and a hail of bullets, but both men will need to risk their
lives—and their hearts—to give a little girl a loving family… if they can make
it out alive.
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I absolutely love Victoria
Sue books. She has this way of not only making the book a page-turner, but you
can’t wait for the next paragraph or sentence. Be sure to make time to read
start to finish because you won’t want to put this down once you start. The
book starts with action, great characters, intriguing backstory, and twists.
Though I did figure out one of the traitors there were more twists each time
you thought the suspense was concluded. I cried a few times both happy and sad!
This is a book two in a series but definitely a standalone. I hope book three is about Mark…Please, please,
please!
If you like sexy
firefighters, angst, cute babies, amazing animals, twists and turns, age gap (May
December), suspense, and some light but hot mansex this is for you. I highly,
highly recommend this one!
Excerpt…
LUCAS GAVE the
smoke-filled room one last glance. There was nothing left. He’d triple-checked.
He confirmed with a hand signal to Forrester that he was moving and couldn’t
help letting out a sigh of relief as he exited the cabin and pulled off his
oxygen mask as fast as he could.
“Too damn close, Attiker.”
Lucas looked up at his
captain, but was saved from having to either acknowledge or apologize by the
bottle of water that was thrust at him. He shot a grateful glance at Jacko, who
had timed his interruption perfectly and was now passing the firefighter next
to him a bottle as well. Lucas took long gulps of water and didn’t even flinch
at the crash behind him when the roof caved in. They were in Rustic, a small
tourist area popular with hikers and campers, forty miles northwest of Fort
Collins, and at this time of year, a complete fucking nightmare of brush fires
that could escalate faster than you could say tourist.
They’d contained
everything in the last three days, and the ground pounders were combing the
area, putting everything dead out. After being at the fire camp for more than a
week, Lucas was nearly dead out himself.
“I hate to ask—” Captain
Cassidy said.
“What is it?” Lucas
interrupted, knowing Ray Cassidy wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.
“I need two in, two out,
for the last campground.” This wildfire was an offshoot of the main battle
thundering through fifty thousand acres to the west that had lasted for months.
Lucas guessed they were lucky.
He nodded and glanced at
Jacko. “We’ll take Ricky and Karen. They’re the most rested.”
Jacko turned, shouting
orders to the other men just clearing up. They would need four firefighters.
Two in, two out meant two to clear the structure and two to wait outside in
case the first two got into trouble. They would alternate between buildings. “I
thought this was the last one.” He nodded to the smoldering detritus behind him
that had once been a cabin.
“There’s another six past
the lake, but our info describes them as deserted. The cabins themselves aren’t
even fully constructed, but the chopper pilot reported that he thought he saw
isolated smoke. I just wanted to double-check before I let the ground pounders
have at it,” Cassidy confirmed.
That made sense. The
type-two crew—often not even full-time firefighters—usually just did the
mopping up. The captain wouldn’t want them deploying unless he knew the flames
were totally out. Lucas pulled himself to his feet and tried to look like he
wasn’t going to have trouble staying upright.
“I can send Flint,”
Cassidy said doubtfully.
Lucas grinned. “Nah, we’ll
be quicker.” A spark of humor glinted in Cassidy’s equally tired eyes. They
both knew that Amos Flint was thorough, but unfortunately, he took three times
as long as anyone else. And the expense of having their type-two crew standing
around waiting for instructions wasn’t good for anyone.
“On the plus side, as soon
as you report the area clear, you can all go home,” Cassidy said cheerfully.
Hallelujah.
Victoria Sue wrote her first book on a
dare from her hubby two years ago and he says he has regretted it every day since.
Loves writing about gorgeous boys loving each other the best—especially with
either a paranormal or a historical twist. Had a try at writing contemporary
but failed spectacularly when it grew four legs and a tail. Loves her wolves!
Is an English northern
lass but is currently serving twenty to life in Florida—unfortunately, she
spends more time chained to her computer than on a beach.
Loves to hear from her
readers and can be found most days lurking on Facebook.
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