Between Hello and Goodbye

by Emma Scott

So the Hottest Firefighter in the World is named Ash, I thought. Made sense. He probably set panties on fire.

“You’re a mysterious person, Asher Mackey.” And you’re making it difficult to dislike you, Faith Benson.

“Are we in trouble, firefighter?” I understood her meaning. Because I could read her, and she could read me, and neither one of us wanted to do much else besides figure each other out. “Not yet,” I said quietly. “But we’re getting there.”

He was everything I knew he’d be—raw, masculine power—and more than I could’ve imagined.

He saved me and ruined me at the exact same time.

“We’re stuck, aren’t we? Trapped somewhere between hello and goodbye.”