Chapter Twenty-Three
Rachel
The following night, for the first time in four days, Remy wasn’t here. I threw the ball for Henry who dashed off after it. I missed Remy.
You’re being a little ridiculous. You and him are fresh, like really fresh, and you still have no idea if he feels anything even remotely like you do.
I shook my thoughts away. My mocking voice had quite a lot of practice in the aftermath of Bruce spinning through my life, leaving a trail of wreckage, crushed confidence, and shattered self-worth in his wake.
The only reason Remy wasn’t here was because he was with his crew at a training up in Fairbanks. Apparently, they were going to work with a couple of the other hotshot crews up there, for training for some of the newer crewmembers in a few fire-prone areas in the wil
