Whistleblower by Alysia S. Knight

Author:Alysia S. Knight [Knight, Alysia S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Heart Dreams Press
Published: 2016-04-07T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Marley scooted out of the sleeping bag, her face warmed from his kiss and the thought that she’d actually slept there beside him. She’d never done anything like that before, especially kissing him that way. She couldn’t get her mind off it. Ignoring the satisfied look on his face, she got him the Ibuprofen and checked his shoulder, pleased at how it looked.

Marley hurried to her clothes. Fortunately, they were mostly dry. She snatched them up and went behind the tree to change. She knew her actions were silly as she folded his clothes into a neat pile, but she had to have something to do while she fought to calm her racing heart.

It was one thing to know she’d fallen in love with Zan, now she was thinking of forever. She tried to convince herself that it was because he’d said the word first. He wasn’t serious. He couldn’t be. They’d known each other two days, and guys just didn’t think that way. She was just being her foolish, nerdy self.

Drawing in a deep breath, she let it out slowly. Steadying herself, she walked back around the tree. Her gaze immediately went to Zan, and all her efforts for calm shattered. Forever came right back to her mind, and she wanted it more than she’d ever wanted anything else.

“H-here.” She laid the clothes beside him. “You’ll n-need these. I-I’ll be in the trees.” She turned and fled.

***

Zan knew he flustered her but, with the heat blooming on her face, he couldn’t feel remorse. Marley was such a sweet package, a gift just for him. One he planned to treasure for the rest of his life.

That brought him pause. He’d have to be more careful to make sure they had a long life together. And that meant, get moving.

Pain stabbed as he sat up. He raised his hand to rest it over the bandage. Another scar and another too close call, but Marley had done a terrific job tending it. She was amazing, whether she knew it or not. It was just one more thing he wanted to teach her.

It took effort pulling on his pants, but he managed them. He halted at his shirt.

“Marley.”

“Yes,” she answered from not far off.

“I need help with my shirt.”

A second later, she appeared through the bushes. She looked more composed. She’d tried to tame her wild hair by tying a piece of cord around it to hold it back, but without a comb or brush, it still had a hint of disarray.

She walked to him, taking the shirt from his hand. Her eyes flickered over the skin of his chest. He picked up the telltale sign of heat on her cheeks, satisfied she liked what she saw.

Marley eased his shirt up his injured arm, then held it out and helped guide his other arm in, accomplishing it with hardly any pain.

“One more thing, could you help with the socks and boots, too.” He gave her an innocent look that she returned with a smile.

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