Fire Burns Hot ((An FBI/ Romance Thriller~ (Book 5))) by Morgan Kelley

people. One had Elizabeth in her husband’s arms, and the other had her in the same position but with Callen Whitefox.
    Then there was the three of them, holding a little baby. “Y our son is really adorable,” she called over her shoulder to her boss. “Why am I not surprised that he has a mohawk?”
    Elizabeth laughed. “Yeah, believe it or not, he was born that way. Now that his hair is growing in, it’s straight like Ethan’s.”
    Next Tori stopped in front of the display case holding the headdress. “This is really pretty,” she said.
    Grinning, Elizabeth was overwhelmed by emotion. “That was Timothy Blackhawk’s warbonnet. When he was a boy he started to earn the feathers. It took him over sixty years to get it that grand.” She paused. “We lost him three months ago.”
    Tori turned around at the sound in her voice. “I’m so sorry for your loss.” It was something that she understood.

“Ethan and Callen’s grandfather was a special man. I fell madly in love with him the day I met him.”
    Next Tori went to the mantle. “You went to Cornell?” she asked, shocked and astonished.
    Elizabeth began laughing. “ Surprised that I didn’t go to a state school?” she queried. “Everyone’s always shocked when they find out that I went Ivy League,” she stated, seeing the look on her agent’s face. “Don’t worry, it doesn’t bother me. I’m used to it. It’s a misconception that I’m a hick from the backwoods. I think it’s the boots and the bad attitude that gives that impression.” She laughed, hoping to relax her agent.
    Tori didn’t know what to say. “It says linguistics, how many languages do you speak?” she asked, curiously.
    “I only speak around five; French, Italian, English, Spanish, and now a Native dialect too. When our grandfather died, he wanted us to all learn his language and we put the warbonnet up as the prize. After Christmas we have the final test by Wyler. Winner takes the headpiece. I plan on smoking both men.”
    Tori laughed, wandering back over to her. “Do you need any help?”
    Elizabeth shook her head, but pointed to a stool. “I don’t often get to make dinner. Ethan usually does it for me. I do breakfast, Ethan does dinner, and Callen… he just burns things to an unrecognizable crisp.”
    Tori laughed. “It has to be interesting living here,” she said, alluding to the relationship.
    “I wanted to talk to you about that.”
    She looked surprised. “Okay.”
    Elizabeth tossed the veggies into the pan and began sautéing them. “Thank you for not spreading the gossip and rumors when we came back from the swamp. Both you and Julian were privy to that big explosion between Callen and Desdemona, and you could have told everyone. It was a very raw moment in Callen’s life and I’m glad it died there in the bayou.”
    Tori shrugged. “I may not get your relationship, but it doesn’t mean it’s my job to share it with the world. What happens in your life is private, and that’s your business.” Tori understood the lure of a sexy Native man. There had been one in her life, briefly. She pushed the emotion down to not relive it again.
    She smiled. “Julian is coming in tomorrow to help us with the assignment.”
    Shit! So much for not reliving the pain.
    Elizabeth watched as Christensen almost dropped her beer bottle. “I know there’s something between you both, and I’m not going to pry, but I need to know if it’s going to distract you and cause us issues.”
    “If I said yes?” Tori tried to compose herself. Christ, Julian was coming back, and that was going to be tough. She thought about him constantly, and wanted to call him every day she’d been away from him. Yet she didn’t have the balls to do it. Deep down, Tori knew she wasn’t worthy of anything he was offering.
    Her heart couldn’t handle getting hurt and losing love again. It was best it just stayed blocked out. “I won’t be distracted,” she answered. What a complete and