Wildfire and Roses
by Hope Malory
Sparks fly when tenacious mountain climber Beasley McLemore meets hot smoke jumper Will Gregor on a search and rescue mission in Yosemite. Getting together, however, isn’t easy. Strong-willed Beasley is bent on building a thriving landscaping business back home in the foothills of the majestic Smoky Mountains. Busy working 24/7, she has no time or energy for a man in her life…she thinks.
Scorched by love in his past, Will is content to live near awe-inspiring Lake Tahoe where he saves lives and forests as a remote wildland firefighter. He doesn’t need a committed relationship complicating his dangerous lifestyle…he thinks.
Through life-changing events and a family mystery, each must question long-held beliefs about work, love, and life. Looming over their blossoming love affair is the 2,400 miles separating their homes and livelihoods. Will love keep them together, or distance tear them apart?
This is the second theme with the main character being a firefighter. If you are a regular reader, then you would know that I am talking about Tempt the Flames.
However, the comparison stops there as the stories are not really alike, though both have a nice dose of romance after all!
Wildfire and Roses was a great read, and I did enjoy the characters very much. However, I have to say Beasley on occasion got a bit on my nerves for her indecision. To be fair to her, I get it and I did enjoy having the option to disagree with her decision making. That does not happen very often in a book, and it was a most welcome change as far as I am concerned. It has always been important for me to align with the characters I read about, agree or disagree; the fact that a reaction was elicited, is the most important bit.
Will, on the other hand, was good, I liked him and seemed to me that he knew what he wanted much faster. Though his initial meeting with Beasley was hilarious in terms of terrible first impressions, he did redeem himself in the end and that is what matters in the end.
Now, there are some interesting turns of events happening and that I will not share, you know me; you have to read the book, but I can tell you that these elements added a bit of drama and helped our character along the way. I really liked that it was not a straight easy romance.
I enjoy the unexpected!
I read and finished Wildfire and Roses in one go, and enjoyed it very much. I admit that I would not mind revisiting the characters again taking into account that Will is a firefighter and Beasley is a mountain climber so there is a lot here in terms if future adventures that could be told.
Will that be possible?
It is just an idea, who is with me?
I am going to very highly recommend Wildfire and Roses, and I do hope you love it as much as I did. Let me know what you think!
An opening in the trees revealed thickets growing beside a creek with green algae coating the rocks. The afternoon heat working in tandem with the heavy downpour gave way to sweltering humidity. She removed her rain and sweat-soaked shirt in favor of the cooler camisole underneath. Although she had packed a light waterproof jacket, the storm came without warning. The almost horizontal, wind-driven rain swept the ridge, plastering her hair to her head. Drenched, their clothes clung to their bodies. It was impossible not to notice Will’s ripped torso underneath his wet shirt. Stop looking at his body. She observed his stolen glance at her assets when she took off the outer layer. To rid her mind of those thoughts, she shook her head and turned her attention back to the task. She agonized about the frightened little boy, knowing the first twenty-four hours were the most critical. Would he survive the night if they didn’t locate him soon? A sense of unease gnawed at her.
At the same moment she turned toward Ranger Walsh to ask what they would do if they didn’t find him before dark, thunder roared through the forest making her words inaudible. The crunch of twigs and leaves beneath their feet turned into splashes as the rain persisted. They slogged through ankle-deep mud, around jutting rocks, and over blown-down trunks and branches. The wind whipped, and the downpour continued, slowing their progress.
The trail narrowed with sharp drop-offs on the left side. Walking in a single line, Ranger Walsh led, Will followed him, and she took the rear position. In a fraction of a second, she recognized what was happening ahead. Seized by fear, she cried out as Will stepped in a pool of mud, lost his footing, and tumbled down the side of a cliff.