She’d never felt so angry. How could they disappoint so many people without even a second thought? They’d used some lame ass excuse about the flight crew wishing to spend the holidays with their families. Well Duh! Who didn’t? Unfortunately for her and everyone else in her boat, they couldn’t leave the site if the plane didn’t show. “Damn, stupid, inconsiderate…”

Her tirade was cut short by what felt like walking into a brick wall. Looking up…and up, she came face to…chest with the new hottie mechanic at camp. She knew it was Franko Chissolm, she recognized the shirt.

Taking a step back, she tilted her head further to look him in the face to apologize. Her mouth dried up at the sight of him. He was even more impressive to look at up close. His scar, the one everyone was talking about, made him look distinguished and dangerous. She always did like dangerous. “Uhm…I…ahhh… Damn, sorry about that.” She didn’t understand why he quickly narrowed his eyes at her in anger.

“Listen, lady, I may not be much to look at anymore, but you can stop starring at my scars right this second!”

Jennifer took another step back in surprise and frowned. Her bad mood had just gotten worse thanks to his obvious rudeness. “Listen, I already apologized for walking into you, and might I remind you I’m the one who got hurt here! You’re built like a freaking brick wall where I …let’s just say…I’m not. As for your scars, honey I have no idea who you’ve been listening to, but you are a serious babe. You’d better get used to tongue tied idiots like me acting like dolts around you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go before I stick my foot any further into my mouth.”

Brushing past him, she fought to control the blushes she felt heating her cheeks. She really needed to learn to control her mouth when annoyed. Although, the look on his face when she called him a babe was worth some embarrassment.

Reaching the door to her dorm residence, she couldn’t resist one last look back to see if he was still watching her.