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Оглавление“There’s no excuse for playing with fire.”
Scott heard the hard edge in his voice but couldn’t help it.
Evie crossed her arms as she continued to look across the bay. Probably waiting for the towboat so she could get out of here as soon as possible. She turned back to him. “Don’t you ever play with fire?” she asked.
Scott felt her words like a punch. Felt the air drop ten degrees colder. “No,” he said. He was sorry he’d tried to be nice.
“So those stories about firefighters being closet pyromaniacs are just rumors?”
Heat crept over his neck and ears like a burn.
“No one I know or have ever worked with,” he said, clipping off the words with deadly deliberation, “would think it was fun to mess around with something that could kill.”
He stopped himself before he said too much.
