"Della and Camden learn that perhaps love is a flame better left blazing."
Reviewed by Annie Tegelan
Posted December 25, 2012
Romance
Della Chambers is now a member of the FBI's arson
investigation team. As a young teen, her life was shattered
when she lost her mother and since then, she hasn't have
any intention to return to Crockett, Texas and the memories
it holds. However, when a string of fires put resident's
lives in danger, Della is sent in to calm the storm.
Camden Gibson is the man Della is now working in close
proximity with. Though they share a past, it is not one
that Della wishes to revisit since they bring back bad
memories. However, as they reunite, they learn that perhaps
love is a flame better left blazing.
As my first book by Molly Kate Gray, I found Camden and
Della's occupations very interesting. Fighting dangerous
fires always seems to ignite a spark in any story. Paired
with Della's darker past, I found the story alluring and
interesting. However, towards the middle and end, I found
that the story lost a bit of its momentum. I later had a
hard time connecting with Camden and Della together.
However, that is not to say that I didn't enjoy Gray's
voice. She has a distinct writing style that makes it easy-
to-read and suspenseful. I only wish I connected more with
the characters later on.
SUMMARY
Welcome home! Glad you got my message.
Cryptic words written on a note taped to the fire
station door welcomed Della Chambers back to Crockett,
Texas. When she was seventeen years old, she watched her
life go up in flames. After the loss of her mother, she
turned her back on her hometown - forever. Now one of the
most respected members of the FBI’s arson investigation
team, her knowledge of the town makes her the logical
choice when the residents experience a string of suspicious
fires.
That’s what the arsonist is hoping as well.
Camden Gibson is the reason Della is still alive, and
she’s never forgiven him for it. Returning to Crockett
means she has to finally put ghosts from her past to rest
while trying to navigate the choppy waters of working side
by side with Camden.
Della has always been the one - the reason no other
women were quite right for Camden. He never expected to see
her again, and now he’s placed her directly within reach of
the arsonist’s dangerous obsession.
Now the pair is forced to work side by side, and they
discover the heat between them has nothing to do with fire.
ExcerptChapter One
"Delia?" The barista stood, steaming cup in hand, as he
looked out over the Saturday morning crowd at the coffee
shop. As was typical during First Monday Trade Days, the
room was packed with a mixture of red–hatted women
bused in from assisted living centers in neighboring towns
alongside young women pushing strollers seeking relief from
the surprisingly oppressive October heat. Fall may have
arrived in the rest of the country, but no one seemed to
have alerted Texas to the news.
No locals could be found among the crowd. They were
smart enough to leave Pineville before the tourists
descended each month. "Delia?" The high schooler called out
louder over the din of the crowd.
"Close enough." Special Agent Della Chambers walked to
the counter and reached for the cardboard cup.
"Extra large mocha with a double shot of espresso?" The
young man's pierced eyebrow shot up in question.
Della's fingers wrapped around the cup. "That'd be me."
Taking her drink, she smoothed her coral camisole down over
the waistband of her black Capri pants, very much aware
that her rumpled business attire made her stand out in the
crowd of bargain hunters. As she walked to the table filled
with sugar packets and three flavors of creamers, she made
one last, futile attempt to find a seat in the
filled–to–capacity shop. She definitely should
have driven thirty more minutes until she'd reached the
next town. Of course, it had been a very long time since
she'd been in the area; she'd forgotten the insanity that
accompanied Trade Days.
After searching for a non–sticky spot on the
table, she set down her drink and reached for the sugar
packets. As a tendril of hair fell loose from the bun on
the nape of her neck, she quickly spun it back into place
as she fought back a yawn. Normally she'd spread a trip
from Jacksonville to north Texas over two days, but Philip
had told her time was of the essence. When she'd hung up
the phone from her conversation with her boss, she had only
allowed herself a half hour to prepare for the trip. As the
reports Philip sent her printed, Della hurried through her
apartment, tossing only absolute necessities into the bag
for what she hoped would be a very short trip.
Now she was paying the price for her haste. She should
have allowed herself a night's rest in Louisiana, but now,
with just four hours left on her trip, she couldn't justify
taking a break, especially not after her boss had called
her with the latest news. Her guy had struck again while
she was on the road.
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