Resisting The Alpha Cowboy
The heat slammed into me instantly, sweat beading across my brow, my clothes sticking to my skin.
I coughed, pressing the crook of my arm to my mouth. The air was thick with smoke, making my eyes water.
“Darcy!” I called, my voice lost in the crackling flames. “Where are you?”
Nothing.
Fear clawed at me, but I forced it down. I moved deeper into the garden, dodging toppled shelves and overturned tables, plants withering in the heat.
Then I saw her.
Darcy lay beneath a pile of debris—fallen wooden beams, shattered glass, and broken pots. Her blonde hair was streaked with soot, her body unmoving.
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