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to have difficult parents, he made a split-second decision. “Follow me in your car to the station. She can sleep it off in my bunk.”
    He’d have to burn the sheets, but it was worth it to help out a beautiful damsel in distress.
    And her appreciative expression was worth any price.
    The rest of the hotshot crew was already out on the mountain fighting the fire by the time they arrived at the Tahoe Pines station thirty minutes later. He carried her mother to the sleeping quarters, and when he came back into the kitchen, the beautiful daughter was standing there, looking awkward and unsure of herself.
    “You don’t have to let her stay here,” she said. “I can find another place for her to sleep it off and get both of us out of your hair.”
    “It’s no problem. I don’t want you to worry about it.”
    Her lips turned up slightly at the edges, a shy little smile that made his breath come faster, and he realized he wanted to see her again. Soon.
    “I’m Sam,” he said, holding out his hand to shake hers.
    Her grip was cool and strong, and in that moment, he knew how good it would be between them, that he’d never find anyone like her in a bar on a Saturday night.
    “What’s your name?”
    “Dianna,” she said. “With two n’s.”
    “I’ve got to go out to the fire right now, Dianna-with-two-n’s,” he said, glad to see her smile again, “but I’m hoping you’ll consider giving me your phone number.”
    She hesitated. “Why?”
    Her simple question threw him for a loop. For the first time since early adolescence, Sam felt off his game. Hadn’t she felt the sparks between them? He’d been with girls who were more put together than Dianna, but none of them made his blood rush hard and fast like this with only a smile. What, he wondered, had happened to her to make her so suspicious of men?
    “I’d like to take you out. On a date.”
    Her green eyes connected with his, and as he held her gaze, he silently asked her to trust him.
    I’m not going to hurt you. I promise .
    At last, she nodded. Pulling a small notebook from her purse, she wrote down her telephone number in neat handwriting, then ripped out the page and handed it to him.
    He put the note in his pocket, but he couldn’t head out into the fire without doing one more thing: He had to kiss her.
    Their kiss was nothing fancy, just lips pressing together for the first time, but Sam felt like someone had launched a series of rockets straight through his veins.
    When he pulled back, her eyes were wide with surprise—but there was pleasure there, too. He forced himself to step away, even though all he wanted was to taste her with his tongue, to pull her hard against him and explore the curves she was hiding beneath all those clothes.
    “I’ll call you. Soon.”
    Walking out of the station, knowing all that heat and sexy-as-hell innocence was going to be waiting for him at the wildfire’s end, made him more ready to kick ass than ever before.
    Four days later, when the wildfire was finally put to rest, he took her to a drive-in. She seemed nervous sitting in the passenger seat of his Jeep, not touching the extra-large box of popcorn he’d bought.
    As the opening credits started running, Sam reached across the gearshift for her hand. She was slow to respond, wide-eyed and silent for a long moment before she curled her cold fingers into his.
    It wasn’t hard to guess that she hadn’t been out with many guys. He needed to go slow with her, ease her in to how much he wanted her, but now that she was sitting close enough for him to smell the faint scent of vanilla coming off her shiny blond hair and see the pulse point moving fast in the hollow of her neck, it was all he could do not to drag her onto his lap.
    Reaching into the container of popcorn with his free hand, he picked up a piece and held it up to her lips. He watched her think about taking it from him, biting her lip in indecision, before she opened her mouth and let him feed