Branded by Emma Nichole

Get in. Get out. Onto the next call.
Don’t let the job melt into your personal life.
I was never supposed to see Sawyer Westbrook again.
I was in, and then I was out, just like I’m supposed to be.
But her soot covered face was etched into my mind.
Her scared eyes seared into my soul.
I’ve never stopped thinking about her.
But she doesn’t remember who I am.
To her, I’m just another cocky firefighter looking to score a night in her bed.
If she knew who I really was, she’d remember that on the night I pulled her from the flames, she vowed to hate me forever.