Faithfully Yours (The Forever Time Travel Romance Series, Book 1) by Spradling Carol A

Author:Spradling, Carol A. [Spradling, Carol A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-09-11T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Aidan lay on the flat of his back, his arms and legs weighing him heavily in place. He flexed his muscles, trying to bend his knees and elbows. Either he was dead, or he no longer had feeling throughout his body. How long had it been since he had moved his limbs? He sniffed the air. A sharp odor engulfed him. The stench didn't have the pungent aroma of decayed flesh as he expected, but that didn't mean he had escaped an amputation or a direct route to the hereafter.

He raised his brows in an attempt to open his eyes and inspect his surroundings. The way his lids refused to separate, they seemed sealed together. He rested, exhausted from his attempts to rouse himself alert. Allowing for a chance to rest, he concentrated on his last conscious thoughts. Faith's face leaned over him in memory, and fatigue drained from him as he thought of her.

Worry and panic had marked her expression, adding years to her delicate features. No one her age should have to concern themselves with the possibility of losing a husband. Had he been selfish to want to see her before he died? He couldn't bear the thought of her finding his body in the field. The way the rabid wolf had followed him along the river, Aidan's body would have left an unpleasant looking corpse.

Aidan inhaled strongly through his nose, and waited for the next stage of death to occur. So far, his passing wasn't exactly how he had imagined it would be. Where were the people to welcome him on that day? A harsh noise interrupted his wait for the inevitable, and he strained to identify the source of the clatter. A disturbing thought entered his mind, and his body heated. He hoped he would not witness his own burial preparation.

He struggled to move his limbs, and willed his body to respond. The material around him fit snug to his form. Whoever had sewn his shroud excelled with their stitching skills. No matter how much he demanded his muscles to respond, they refused to comply. A metallic clatter sounded closer to him than before. His body jerked, and he sat bolt upright. His left leg burned hotter than any fire he had ever felt. Sweat poured over him, and he shouted.

"Faith! Faith!" His throat burned raw, and his body flushed.

Something fell to the floor in the other room, and the bedroom door flew open. The heavy wood bounced off of the wall opposite him. Footsteps pounded to a stop next to his bed.

"Aidan. I'm here. Are you in pain?" Faith's voice sounded next to him, and her hands stroked his arms.

His breathing slowed, and he finally opened his eyes. "Faith? You're here?" he asked, breathing hard. Sweat dripped off of his face and down his neck.

She looked at him, and touched her hand to his cheek. "Of course I am."

He clutched her hand and squeezed her fingers tight. He couldn't find her in his delirium. He wouldn't chance her leaving him now.

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