Wait for Me by Susan May Warren

Author:Susan May Warren
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance;Women air pilots—Fiction;Helicopter pilots—Fiction;Rescue work—Montana—Fiction;Man-woman relationships—Fiction;Christian fiction;Love stories;FIC042040;FIC027020;FIC027260
ISBN: 9781493415212
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2018-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

8

“A LOOKOUT TOWER. A mountain, a river, and a few switchback roads? That could be all of Montana!” Pete braced his arms over the map in the middle of the room, studying the landmarks Ned had described to his brother, Fraser Marshall.

Who had called the PEAK team shortly after sundown last night with a message. Ned, Shae, and Jess had been run off the road, but they’d managed somehow to escape and were now lost in the wilderness. His words lit a fire under the team.

Especially when he added, “Ned said Shae and Jess were hurt.”

Yeah, that did wonders for Pete’s ability to focus. He’d stayed up most of the night with Ian and Kacey routing out possible locations.

At one point he’d wandered out to the porch to stare at the stars and listen to Sam’s voice. “You gotta start trusting in God’s love for you. For Jess. Lean into it.”

He didn’t know how to lean into God’s love. What that even looked like.

The stars blinked in and out of a cluttered sky, the air crisp. He’d smelled snow in the air, and it turned him brittle.

God, I know you probably don’t want to hear from me, but I need you to keep them alive. Long enough for me to find them.

He’d finally trudged back inside, found the lights off, everyone trying to get some shut-eye before dawn. He’d forced himself to lie on the sofa, to close his eyes.

And all it did was scrape up the image of Jess, backlit by flames, grimy and wide-eyed as he emerged through the forest on his four-wheeler. Or Jess, nearly falling as she rappelled during a training op.

Or even Jess, the wind in her hair, shivering as he held her, as he handed over his heart to her in Paris.

Stay alive, honey. I’ll find you.

He wasn’t the only one thinking about Jess—and Shae. Ian hadn’t gone home, either. He’d spent the night upstairs in the bunk room, tossing away the night.

And Felipe. They’d all sort of forgotten about Felipe, who stood back, arms folded, face grim as he listened to them talk. He’d also retired upstairs, to the men’s bunk room.

The rest of the team had peeled away to regroup, catch some winks. Kacey and Ben left for their lodge home just down the road. Sam had brought Willow home. Sierra had stuck around in the women’s bunk room. And Gage and Ty returned to their condo, dropping Brette off at the apartment she shared with Ella, Gage’s girlfriend.

At the first wax of gray light, Pete was up making coffee.

Sierra came down soundlessly and pulled some pancake batter, already mixed, from the fridge. She said nothing as she retrieved a griddle.

Ian emerged, donning a thermal shirt. He walked over to Sierra, wrapped his arm around her neck, and kissed the top of her head. She turned in his arms, curled hers around his waist, and set her head on his chest.

Pete turned away, his gut twisting, a longing rising through him so thick he couldn’t breathe.

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