Ten Days in May by Tracey Richardson

Author:Tracey Richardson [Richardson, Tracey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2022-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Finally they were on their last mile of the bike ride, much to Brooke’s relief. Her ass hurt from the seat that felt like concrete, and her legs were as heavy as if they’d cycled a bloody marathon. Who knew that cycling eight miles would be such a hardship. Perhaps joining a gym was called for. She could no longer use the excuse that she didn’t have the time. In the seat ahead of her, Cam, as usual, seemed no worse for the wear, hardly even breaking a sweat for the last two-plus hours. The woman had a knack for landing on her feet, for grinding through the unbearable without scars. Lucky her.

“Oh, look!” Brooke yelled. “To the right! It’s Arch Rock. Isn’t that cool?” The big limestone arch loomed four stories high on the cliff above the water, a natural rock formation that almost resembled a giant donut. It played a feature role in all the pamphlets about the island.

“What? Where?”

Brooke hauled on her useless handlebars to turn the bike so that Cam could see the rock. The bike bucked and wobbled in response and began to tilt. “Oh, crap!”

The tilt turned into a full-out topple. Both women tumbled to the ground, the bike landing on top of them. Cam was the first to get to her feet and pull the bike away.

“Jesus, are you all right, Brooke?”

It took a minute for Brooke to notice her skinned, bleeding knee. Tiny pebbles adhered to the raw flesh. “I think so. Though my knee isn’t looking so pretty.”

“Let me see.” Cam took her elbow and helped her up. “Can you move it okay?”

Brooke gingerly bent her knee. “Yup, it seems okay. Stings though.”

Cam gently placed her fingers on either side of the abrasion, her touch cool and soothing. “We need to clean this up. You don’t want an infection getting in there.”

“Yes, Doctor, but I’m sure it will be fine.” Brooke smiled at Cam’s concern. Concern that she didn’t deserve since she was the one who’d crashed the bike, but she’d gladly take it. “How’s the bike?”

Cam stood it up and gave it a quick once over. “It seems to have fared better than you. Do you want to walk the last half a mile, or are you okay to ride?”

“I can ride.” I hope.

“Hop on. I’ll do the pedaling.”

Like hell, Brooke thought. She did her best, but if there was such a thing as limping while pedaling, she had it down pat, leaving her little choice but to let Cam do the bulk of the work. Minutes later, they pulled up in front of the general store.

“Hi, Cam! Hi, Brooke!” Maggie said. “What are you two—oh.” She frowned at the sight of Brooke’s knee. “What happened?”

“We, um, sort of crashed and burned,” Brooke said.

“Yup, that’s us,” Cam grumbled. “We seem to be experts at crashing and burning.”

“Wait.” Maggie’s grin nearly ate up her face. “And here you each told me you were on the island alone. Had a fight and needed some space before getting back together, huh? Ah, I can understand that.

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