Branded by Firelight by Paula Altenburg

Sometimes I wonder about Ben he could be sweet, but then ruins it by being a smarty pants, “the clock’s ticking, babe. And, as I told you before, I’m not going to judge,”he said. “At least not out loud.” There are times Ben does things to make his girl happy, “remember how you said you’d go parking with me if I could find a place where I’d never taken another girl?” He swept a hand at the view from the windshield. Above the tops of the ponderosa pine trees soared the Mission Range. “Here we are.” I liked this book, I liked Ben with Claire.