It Happened In Paradise. Nicola Marsh

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      Jago.

      ‘The next bit is a bit of a stretch,’ he said as she groped in the darkness for a hold in the darkness. ‘Reach up and I’ll pull you over the edge.’

      Edge? She’d been that close?

      And now she was out here alone?

      Without warning, the blackness sucked at her and she made a desperate lunge upwards, seeking his hand. For a moment his fingers brushed tantalisingly against hers.

      She was alone. Out of reach…

      ‘It’s too far…’

      ‘Hold on.’ She was showered with a fine film of dust as he moved closer to the edge above her. ‘Okay. Try again.’

      His palm touched hers. Slipped.

      He grunted as he grabbed for her wrist, his fingers biting hard as he held her.

      ‘Give me your other hand,’ he gasped.

      Let go?

      Put her life entirely in his hands?

      In the millisecond she hesitated, another aftershock ripped through the wall and the ledge on which she was standing gave way beneath her, tearing her hand away from the wall so that she was left hanging over the empty temple.

      Somehow, Jago managed to hang on, his arm practically torn from its socket as he stretched out over the chasm, taking her full weight with one hand as Miranda struggled to find some kind of footing. Slipping closer and closer towards the tipping point when they’d both fall.

      Stone was crashing around them, filling the air with dust. Something—someone—was screaming. Then, mercifully, the shaking stopped, Miranda’s feet connected with something solid and, bracing her feet against the wall, between them they managed to get her over the edge.

      He caught her, rolling away with her from the precipice, holding her, even as the pain exploded in his shoulder, his head. As her voice exploded in his ear.

      ‘Idiot!’

      ‘Without a doubt,’ he managed as she sucked in a breath, presumably to continue berating him. The dust caught in her throat and she began to cough. Not that she let a little thing like that stop her.

      ‘Don’t you ever do that again!’

      ‘I promise.’ He might have laughed if it didn’t hurt so much. Maybe it was hurting so much because he was laughing, he couldn’t tell.

      ‘I mean it! I’m not worth dying for, do you hear me?’

      He heard her, heard a raw pain as the words were wrenched from her. It wasn’t just reaction, he realised. Or shock.

      She truly meant what she’d said and, despite his own physical pain, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close even though she fought him like a tiger. Held her safe until she stopped telling him over and over, ‘I’m not worth it…’

      Until she let go, subsided against his chest and only the slightest movement of her shoulders betrayed that she was weeping.

      It was her struggle to conceal the hot tears soaking into his shirt as they lay huddled together on the earth that finally got to him.

      She had every right to howl, stamp, scream her head off after what she’d been through. She certainly hadn’t shown any reticence when it came to expressing her feelings until now. In truth, he would have welcomed the promised kick, or at least a mouthful of abuse. Anything that would stop him from asking her why she wasn’t worth dying for.

      He didn’t want to know. Didn’t want to get that involved.

      But, even as he fought it, he recognised, somewhere, deep down, that it was a forlorn hope. Her life belonged to him, as his belonged to her.

      From the moment he’d reached out in the dark and his hand had connected with this woman, their survival had been inextricably linked. Whatever happened in the future, this day, these few hours would, forever, bind them together.

      And they were not home free yet. Not by a long way.

      ‘Hey, come on. No need for that,’ he said, tugging out the tail of his shirt and using it to wipe her face, as she’d used hers to wipe the dust from his in what now seemed like a lifetime ago.

      Kissing her cheek. Kissing her better.

      ‘Don’t!’

      His kiss was almost more than she could bear. The gentle innocence of it. Almost as if she were a child. It nearly undid all his good work in putting her back together. It took what little remained of Manda’s self-control to stop herself from grasping handfuls of Jago’s shirt, holding on to the solid human warmth of his body. Clinging to the safety net that he seemed to offer.

      ‘Enough,’ she said, scrubbing at her face with her sleeve to eradicate the softness of his shirt against her skin. The softness of his lips.

      Wiping out all evidence of her own pitiful weakness.

      She hadn’t cried in years. She’d been so sure there were no more tears left in her. But this stranger had risked his own life to save her…

      ‘You should have let me fall,’ she said. ‘I told you to let—’

      ‘Next time,’ he cut in, stopping the words.

      Damn him, she meant it!

      She closed her eyes in an attempt to stop more tears from spilling down her cheeks, took a breath, then, when she could trust herself to speak, said, ‘Is that a promise?’

      ‘It’s a promise.’

      ‘Right. Well, okay… Good.’

      ‘You have my word that the very next time you’re climbing the wall of the inner sanctum of the Temple of Fire you’re on your own.’

      ‘What? No!’

      ‘Isn’t that what you meant?’

      ‘You know it isn’t. We’re not out of here yet and what’s the point of us both dying?’

      ‘No one is going to die,’ he replied with a sudden fierceness. ‘Not today. Not here. Not in my temple.’

      ‘I wish I had your confidence.’

      ‘You’ve got something better, much better than that, Miranda Grenville. You’ve got me.’

      It was a totally outrageous thing to say, Jago knew. His shoulder was practically useless and the headache that had never entirely eased was now back with a vengeance. But a spluttering laugh that she couldn’t quite hold in reassured him.

      ‘So I have. While you, poor sap, are stuck with me. Useless at taking orders and with a trust threshold hovering on zero.’ With that she stilled. ‘I could have got us both killed back there.’

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