Stranded With The Navy Seal. Susan Cliff

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       Chapter 6

      What was wrong? Was he serious?

      She couldn’t believe he’d asked that. He’d lost his damned mind. He was standing at the summit of this bug-infested hellhole like the lord of his domain. He wore a relaxed expression, as if the gut-wrenching view invigorated him.

      “We’re stranded on a deserted island. You’re not disturbed by that?”

      He raked a hand through his hair, scowling. He didn’t look tired, even though they’d hiked for miles. Sweat dampened his face and shirt, but he wasn’t winded. She felt like she might faint from overexertion. He seemed unaffected by the climb. “I’m trained to stay calm in emergency situations, and to follow a specific survival protocol. You see a deserted island, but I see lifesaving resources.”

      “I see a jungle fortress surrounded by sharks.”

      He nodded, as if this was a fair assessment. Then he pulled out his phone and checked for service. Yeah, right. Shaking his head, he put it away. “I’m sorry. I should have tried to manage your expectations better.”

      “My expectations?”

      “I assumed the island was uninhabited, but I didn’t want to demotivate you.”

      “You didn’t want to demotivate me,” she repeated dully. She’d turned into a parrot. She was a jungle parrot sidekick in a shredded red dress, with leaves for shoes.

      None of this seemed real.

      Her stomach dropped as she remembered what he’d said about the possibility of a rescue. She’d been dubious about his claims, but she hadn’t pressed him on it. Now she studied him with new suspicion. He stared back at her, cool as ice. “Do you think they’re looking for us, or did you lie about that, too?”

      He tore his gaze away. “I don’t know.”

      “You don’t know if you lied?”

      “I don’t know if there’s a search effort underway,” he said in a clipped tone. “They send rescue teams to reported accidents, like plane crashes or shipwrecks. Kidnappings at sea, without a specific location...”

      Her spirits plummeted. There was no rescue team. What would they look for, other than the pirates? A man or woman overboard had no chance of surviving in the open ocean. Cady and Logan would be presumed dead.

      “Let’s focus on the positive,” he said.

      She threw back her head and laughed.

      “We’re alive.”

      She stopped laughing, because she sounded deranged, and he had a point.

      “Being on dry land is a vast improvement over the raft. Two or three more days at sea would’ve killed us.”

      She let out a ragged breath, fighting tears again.

      “As deserted islands go, this one is ideal.”

      “How?”

      “Most uninhabited islands are spits of sand with a few palm trees and no fresh water. They’re uninhabited for a reason. There’s no way to live off them. This place is different. It has everything we need to survive.”

      She studied the green landscape with wet eyes.

      He crouched down next to her and pointed at the shoreline. “Look there. Tide pools are easy to forage, and full of seafood. Are you allergic to shellfish?”

      “No.”

      “Do you like it?”

      She nodded, because she did. She loved it, in fact. Shrimp, crab, fish, sushi...she even liked sea urchin.

      “And over here, check it out,” he said, moving his finger. “That white line in the rock face is a waterfall.”

      “It’s far away.”

      “It’s close to the beach, which is where I’d build a shelter. I can make an SOS signal right there on the sand that would be visible from the air. There are coconut trees and palm trees. Maybe some more of that breadfruit.”

      “I’ve seen taro plants.”

      “Yeah? They have roots you can eat.”

      “I know.”

      He directed his finger at her. “There’s something special here, too.”

      “What?” she asked warily.

      “You. You’re a great resource. You’re a chef. You’ve studied the local plants. You can cook the hell out of a fish. You’re also in excellent shape. You’re a strong swimmer. I couldn’t ask for a better partner.”

      “Now you’re going overboard.”

      “I mean it.”

      “You wouldn’t rather have another SEAL with you?”

      He held her gaze. “There’s no one I’d rather have with me.”

      She didn’t know how to feel about this proclamation. The intensity that had excited her at the bar—and terrified her in the aftermath of the kidnapping—was still there, glittering in his eyes. But his brutal actions were no longer at the forefront of her mind. He’d been kind to her. He’d shared his clothing and his body heat on the raft. He was a good man. Although he hadn’t been completely honest with her about their predicament, and she didn’t trust him not to bend the truth again, she felt safe with him. She also knew he wanted her. She tried not to be flattered by his desire, and failed.

      He was incredibly charismatic. That was why all of the women on the cruise had been agog over him. It wasn’t just his face, though he had handsome features. It wasn’t just his body, though that was a perfect ten. He radiated strength and confidence. When he focused his attention on her, she turned into mush.

      “I’m no survival expert,” she said, glancing away.

      “Have you ever been camping?”

      “In an RV, with my grandpa.”

      “The drill sergeant?”

      “Yes.”

      “This won’t be like that.”

      She laughed again, wiping the tears from her cheeks. “No kidding.”

      “How are your feet?”

      “Terrible.”

      “I’ll rewrap them before we go.”

      “Must we?”

      “It’s all downhill from here.”

      “Ha.”

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