Why did this have to be my horrible, bad luck?
Shivering, I fumbled back and forth, hobbling a little faster each time since little rocks kept impaling the soles of my feet.
“Ow, ow,” I cried as I tried not to take a full tumble into the unbearably freezing water still melting from the mountaintops.
I did my best to cover myself, all while attempting to wrap my head around the fact thathewas there.
That I was actually looking athim.
That he was alive and whole and…raring freaking mad.
Eyes that dragged like blades along my bare flesh took stock, raking down to my hands that covered my boobs, down, down, down my trembling belly to my soaked underwear.
He emitted a low growl, and I felt like I got blasted back by the shockwave of energy that rocketed through the air.
Talk about humiliating.
He finally jerked his attention back up to my face.
My face that had to be flaming red.
A muscle in his jaw ticked, and his anger only seemed to grow.
Crap.
“What the hell are you doing here?” His voice was a scruff of low aggression that sent a tremor rolling through my body. Harsh enough that I finally snapped out of the stupor and jumped into action, tiptoeing and stumbling over the small stones on the bottom of the river toward the towel I left on the bank.
Frigid water splashed up my legs as I blundered my way toward the bank, all while trying to keep my boobs covered with my hands.
I almost made it out when a razor-sharp rock cut into the sole of my foot.
Piercing pain shot up my leg, and I tipped forward.
“Ouch!” I cried. My hands flew out to catch my fall, and my palms planted onto the wet dirt on the bank of the river.
“Gosh dang it,” I mumbled as I struggled to catch my breath and find a little of my dignity, but coming here promised that I didn’t have any of that.
At least I didn’t crash face first into the bed of rocks a little higher, but I doubted it made my fall any more graceful.
Great.
Just freaking great.
Could this get any worse?
Any more embarrassing?
Oh, but it could, because Cash was suddenly there, running up and grabbing me by the outside of the shoulders and dragging me upright.
“Are you okay?” he demanded as he dipped down to get in my line of sight.
The only thing that I could feel right then were his hands. Hands that sent flames scorching up my arms and sailing through my middle.
Chills scattered beneath that touch, and my mouth dropped open. As hard as I tried to form the words, none would come out.
Cash tightened his hold and gave me a tiny shake. “Are. You. Hurt?”
“I…I…”
