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the closed door.
“What the heck?” she asked herself, then started pounding on the door again. No one responded, and she was left standing outside the hangar alone and feeling like an idiot. Irritated, she turned on her heel and started marching toward the road. She had no idea why that man had treated her so rudely, but after her conversation with her ex-boss this morning, she had no patience left for bad-mannered men. She wasn’t sure how far town was from here, but she decided to just start heading in that direction, and hope someone would drive by that was willing to give her a ride. She refused to stand outside the hangar door and beg for that jerk to open it.
Ten minutes later, Bailey was still stomping in anger as she made her way down the road. She heard a vehicle approaching behind her, and turned to see a large, white SUV. She held out her thumb in the classic hitchhiking gesture, not caring that soliciting a ride from a stranger was probably ill-advised for a lone female on a country road. The SUV slowed down, and pulled onto the shoulder in front of her.
She ran up to the vehicle and hopped in to the front passenger seat. The driver had dark brown hair, expressive green eyes, and muscles that strained against the fabric of his gray t-shirt. He was even better looking than the man who had answered the door back at the airplane hangar—especially since the man at the hangar had been such a jerk.
“Hi, there. Heading into town?” he asked, as he started pulling back onto the road.
“Yup. Thanks for the ride,” Bailey said.
“No problem,” he said, and then extended his hand out to her. “I’m Trevor.”
“Trevor? Trevor Hayes?”
“Yes,” Trevor said, and gave her a sidelong glance. “Do I know you?”
“Oh my god,” Bailey said. “I was just back at the airplane hangar looking for you, but some asshole answered the door and then slammed it in my face when I told him I was looking for you. I have no idea what his problem was. I only wanted to come thank you in person for saving my life. I’m Bailey, the girl you rescued from the hotel fire the other night.”
Trevor slammed on the brakes, causing Bailey to lurch forward against her seatbelt.
“Sorry,” he said. “Are you okay? I just wasn’t expecting to find you randomly hitchhiking out here. How did you get out here in the first place? Did you hitchhike from town?”
“I got a ride from someone at the fire station. I went there looking for you and they told me you live out here. I thought I could probably find someone at the hangar to give me a ride back to town, but I wasn’t expecting to have the door slammed in my face.”
Trevor rolled his eyes. “That was Zach. It’s a long story, but he’s basically a giant asshole to everyone. Sorry you had to deal with him.”
“It’s okay. It’s not your fault. Anyway, like I said, I just wanted to come thank you in person. If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be here right now.”
Trevor looked down at his hands on the steering wheel. He was still stopped in the middle of the road, but he didn’t seem too concerned about that. “I’m really sorry about your friend,” he said. “I did my best to save him, too. I’m so sorry I didn’t make it to him in time.”
“Hey,” Bailey said. “Don’t blame yourself for that. Obviously, it’s a complete tragedy that Conner is gone. But it’s not your fault. He panicked and shut himself in the bathroom where he was sure to suffocate. You never even had a chance to get to him in time.”
“I guess. It’s just that I’m not used to failing on the job.”
“You’re not used to failing? Trevor, fires are really dangerous and unpredictable. You should know that. Aren’t you a smokejumper fighting wildfires? Sometimes things get out of control and you can only do so much. Don’t beat yourself up. You’re only human.”
Trevor chuckled. “If only,” he said softly.
Bailey frowned. She wasn’t exactly sure what he
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