Storm Watch by Jill Shalvis

Author:Jill Shalvis [Shalvis, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Uniformly Hot, Category
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2009-06-30T23:00:00+00:00

8

“JASON.” HEART in her throat, Lizzy leaped into the water toward where the fishing boat had run him over. “Jason!”

The occupants of the boat were an elderly couple who had no more control of the vessel than they had of the weather. The woman was staring at the water where Jason had gone down. “Oh, dear!” she cried, slapping her hands to her cheeks.Jason didn’t surface. Lizzy swam like hell toward where she’d seen him go down.

“So sorry, honey. I can’t seem to steer like I used to,” the man called out, dropping his oar and leaning over the edge to look for Jason.

Which was little to no help as his boat kept floating away. “Do you see him?” he called back. “Anywhere?”

“No, I—”

Just then, Jason surged out of the water, shook his head and whipped around to look at the boat that had just hit him. “What the hell?”

“They can’t steer like they used to,” Lizzy repeated, swallowing her half-hysterical laugh as she grabbed him. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” His eyes narrowed on the boat as it continued its merry path down Third, mostly because neither of the occupants could stop it. “They’re going to kill someone.”

It hadn’t been him. That’s all Lizzy could think. It hadn’t been him. “You’re not okay.” Her heart took a hard hit at the gash on his forehead. She slipped her arms around him to hold him upright, even though he was as steady as a rock. It was her legs shaking like a bowl of Jell-O. “Come on, come here.”

They waded through the water to the far side of the street. On the corner was a park. Or had been. With the rain battering the virtual sea around them, they headed straight to what looked like a wooden lean-to.

It was really a playground set, half-covered by water. They sat on what turned out to be the middle level of the jungle gym, using it as a shelter to get out of the driving rain for a minute.

Lizzy looked around the three-foot-by-three-foot area. She’d give her last penny for a space heater and dry clothes.

“You must be cooked,” Jason said. “No sleep last night, literally running in this storm all day…”

“I’m okay.” She slipped her backpack off and opened it, pulling out her first-aid kit.

“I’m fine, Lizzy.”

“I know it.” She lifted the gauze she’d opened and scooted closer. He was sitting, leaning against the back wall, one leg straight out in front of him, the other bent, his elbow propped on it, hand holding his head, eyes closed.

“Let me see,” she said.

He dropped his hand and set his head back. She kneeled at his side and pressed the gauze to his cut, applying pressure to stop the bleeding.

He sucked in a breath but said nothing.

“I don’t think you need stitches,” she murmured.

“No, I don’t.”

She looked at his face. His eyes were still closed and he looked pale to her. A muscle in his jaw ticked, and her heart sank. He was in great pain.

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