Whispers of a New Dawn by Murray Pura

Author:Murray Pura
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780736951715
Publisher: Harvest House Publishers, Inc.

EIGHTEEN

Becky rolled over on her back behind the sand dune and bushes.

“I’m cold.”

Raven was toweling himself off. “How can you be cold in Hawaii?”

“The sun went behind a cloud.”

He looked up. “It’s a small cloud.”

“And there’s a wind.”

“What wind?”

“Breeze. Wind. Whatever you want to call it.”

“Beck, come on.”

“Hey. It’s my invitation to you.” She extended her arms. “Warm me up, Thunderbird.”

He lay down beside her and she rolled into his arms.

A minute later she sighed. “It’s working.”

“What’s working?”

“I’m warmer already.”

“Warm enough?”

“Oh, no, not warm enough. You can’t shake me that easily, hotshot.” She hugged him closer.

A moment later he said, “It’s like flying.”

“What is?”

“You are. The way you make me feel.”

She kissed his neck softly. “Flying?”

“Yeah. Flying fast and high through the cumulus, right through it to the perfect blue on the other side.”

“Sounds good.”

“Except this is better.”

She brushed her damp hair back and forth over his face and eyes. “Yeah?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“How fast and how high are you flying now, hotshot?”

“Ceiling—forty thousand feet. Air speed—five hundred and twenty-five miles per hour.”

“That’s pretty fast, Thunderbird. I don’t think we have any plane that can go through the sky that fast, do we?”

“Not yet. Someday though.”

They lay together on the beach quietly. Then Becky whispered, “Pick me up and carry me into the surf.”

“But you’re dry and warm.”

“Exactly. And getting dry and warm was all the fun. I want to do it again.”

Raven shot to his feet, scooping her up so suddenly she shrieked and laughed. He ran over the dune and out of the bushes to the beach. Five or six men were surfing a hundred yards away and two women lay on their towels but that was it. He plunged into the big waves, her arms around his neck, and waded out until the ocean was crashing over their heads and practically knocking him off his feet. Becky shrieked again and again as seven- and eight-foot breakers pounded them.

Interlacing her fingers behind his neck she pulled his face toward hers and kissed him slowly, just as a wave knocked them to their knees. He laughed and grabbed at her hand, walking with her, both of them staggering, out of the crashing sea and back to their hideout in the bush behind the dunes.

“Did anyone ever tell you how perfect you are?” he asked.

“I’ll never tell.”

“How much you’re like Hawaii?”

“How can I be like an island?”

“Your beauty. Eyes like green palms. Hair the color of light. Skin as smooth as sand, freckles like—”

“Oh, shut up about the freckles.”

“But I love them.”

“You love my freckles? Do you love me?”

He bent forward and kissed her gently.

“Does that answer your question?”

“Yes, but don’t stop. Keep telling me.”

“I thought you might want to head back into the water again.”

“No. Let’s just stay like this.” She put her hands on both sides of his face. “Your eyes are bluer than the sky is. Let me float around in them instead.” One finger curled around his dog tags. “Christian Scott Raven. What about your other names?”

“I don’t have any other names.

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