Page 226 of Her Reluctant Hero
The flames moved faster than the wind in the dust dry fuels. Even if Peyton deployed her shelter now, she’d be fried if only one ember got inside. They had to get back to the black. It was the only hope for her safety.
“Drop your pack!”
“What?”
He shrugged out of his pack and dropped it to the ground, motioning for her to do the same.
She stared at him in shock, but did as he instructed. Their load lightened considerably, they started running.
The roar got louder and Gabe tensed. He hadn’t thought the end would come today. He wasn’t ready. And Peyton—he’d promised to get her home safely. Did she have someone at home who’d be destroyed by her death? Who would mourn her and curse him?
He gripped her hand harder and looked up. He dragged Peyton under his arm before pushing her to the ground and dropping over her.
