Snowbound by Freya Barker

Author:Freya Barker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Freya Barker

CHAPTER 5

Bobbie

What the hell just happened?

I’m vaguely aware of Dag’s weight covering me as I blink my eyes open to pitch-dark. The sudden silence is startling after the earsplitting sound from before. All I can hear now is an odd groaning noise and both of our heavy breathing.

His body partially lifts off me.

“You okay?” He sounds breathless and I can feel his heart hammering hard in tandem with mine.

“Did you say avalanche?”

He hums affirmatively as he rolls away. The next moment I’m temporarily blinded by the flashlight from his cell phone.

“Shit,” he mutters, turning my already chilling blood cold, as he shines the light around the bedroom.

I scramble to sit up and take in my surroundings. It doesn’t look good.

The side wall appears to have held up, but the ceiling lists precariously toward the center of the cabin. What is even more concerning is the light reflecting off a pile of snow, right outside the bedroom. The door is hanging off the bottom hinge, wedged open by the collapsed ceiling above. Or maybe the door is the only thing holding it up.

I’m not sure if it’s the shock or the rapidly dropping temperature in here causing the involuntary shiver to travel down my entire body as I stare slack-mouthed at the blocked doorway.

Dag notices and takes my face in his hands, turning it toward him.

“Hey, I need you to get some clothes on. Dress in plenty of layers. Did you take your boots off in here?”

I shake my head, remembering I kicked them off by the front door where I also left the warm winter jacket.

I’m fucked.

No, we’re fucked.

God only knows how much snow has collected on top of us. How long before the ceiling collapses, crushing us underneath its weight?

My heart starts racing out of control and my breathing speeds up, high and shallow, as the still-familiar clasp of anxiety closes around me. I get light-headed and dark spots start encroaching my field of vision. The attack comes on with a force that renders me useless and no amount of cooking could ward it off. Not that there’s going to be any cooking, since it looks like we may no longer have a kitchen.

“Bobbie?”

Dag’s hands tilt my face up, and I realize those strangled sounds are coming from me. “Bobbie. Look at me.”

I try but can’t seem to stop my eyes from darting around the room. I tell myself to focus on slowing my breathing down before I pass out, but my synapses are already firing all over the place, battling with any reason. My fingers dig into his chest, desperately trying to find some stability.

The next instant I have no choice but to focus when his mouth slams down on mine. Suddenly I’m overwhelmed by his taste and the firmness of his lips, and stop breathing altogether.

“Breathe,” he whispers into my mouth, and on command I suck in a lungful of air. “Good,” he mumbles, lifting his head. “Now, I’m going to assess our situation and while I’m doing that, I need you to get dressed.

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