Dreaming of a White Christmas by Kathleen Y'Barbo

Author:Kathleen Y'Barbo [Y'Barbo, Kathleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Forget Me Not Romances, a division of Winged Publications
Published: 2017-03-28T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Casey threw down the towel and raced for the spot where Ben went down. She barely felt the frigid water as it pounded against her legs and fought her progress.

One after another, the waves slammed her, but thankfully none were as large as the one that took Ben down. When the water reached a depth where she could no longer run, she dove in and began to swim.

Forcing her eyes open against the sting of the salt water, Casey kicked off her sneakers. Years of competitive swimming had not prepared her for this dip in the icy Pacific, and yet she couldn’t turn back.

Ben was out there somewhere.

Something large and black caught her attention and she prayed it wasn’t a shark. Casey bobbed up to catch her breath and saw Ben’s board floating in the distance. Unless the line snapped, Ben should be attached to the board.

Casey ducked back under the water and swam toward the black object. Another surfer reached Ben before she could and yanked him out of the water.

She surfaced in time to see the surfer drape an un-conscious Ben facedown over his board. Blood trickled from a spot just above his right eyebrow and disappeared into a dark pool in the ocean. His lips moved as if trying to speak, but no sound emerged.

“You, there!” the surfer called. “Can you help me? We need to get him out of here before the sharks get a whiff of all this blood!”

Following the young man’s directions, she climbed onto Ben’s board and waited until he positioned his board beside her. With Ben’s head and shoulders on one board and his legs on the other, they paddled at a maddeningly slow pace toward shore. Trying to speed up their progress only brought a warning.

Any faster, he asserted, and Ben would slip from the board.

Any slower, she retorted, and the tide would haul them back out in the opposite direction. By the time they reached shallow water, Casey felt like screaming.

The surfer eased Ben onto the sand, then stood back to address the knot of people gathered there. “Anyone know CPR?”

Casey turned Ben onto his back and put her training as a lifeguard at the YWCA into use. She’d repeated the process twice before she realized her patient was staring up at her.

“Hey there, Ben.” She forced a tone of calm into her voice.

“Don’t stop, Sleeping Beauty,” he whispered. “You were just beginning to wow me.”

~

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