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was
beginning to trust him and he did not want to jeopardize that
trust.
The weather reports that
managed to break through the static on the radio stated there were
at least three more days of raging snow circling the area. The
weather must cooperate before he would be able to get Destiny to
the sheriff or a doctor. Until then, he did not want to engage in a
war with her or spend time defending himself.
The storm trapped them
together for the time being and he would have to make the best of
it. Keep his hands off her, keep her comfortable, and then get her
out of his cabin as soon as he could. In the meantime, if she did
not trust him, she might try to leave or hurt him if he was not
wary. On the other hand, it was probably a good thing for her she
was injured. Remembering her injuries instead of thinking of her as
a beautiful woman would make it easier to control his newfound
urges toward her, especially if she kept smiling at him the way she
did.
Turning
his thoughts from her, he returned to preparing their simple dinner
of grilled cheese and vegetable soup. Despite the rustic appeal of the
structure, he had no intentions of living without some minor
conveniences. The cabin was equipped with a small generator for
backup electricity, but if he wasn’t frugal, he would have to do
without the luxury of coffee and lighting other than
candlelight.
The cabin had no central
heat, but the plumbing worked very well, running from the well
behind the cabin, through a series of filters and insulated pipes
and into the house.
The snowstorm wiped out the
main electricity on the first night, and he had no idea how long it
would be until he could get down into the small town to refill the
propane tanks. Switching off the radio and the light, he placed the
food on the counter and faced Destiny. She lay on her side on the
bed with her head propped on her hand.
“ I hope you’re hungry. I
need to find a level surface for you to eat on though.”
“ I’m starving. It seems
like I haven’t eaten in weeks.” Another smile briefly crossed her
lips.
“ But, before we eat, could
you help me again?” She glanced at the bathroom door.
This time, instead of
reacting stiffly as if he would throw her out the window, she
clasped her wrists around his neck. Her body was warm and soft. As
he carried her, the weight of her breasts pressed against his
chest, her nipples tightening against him through the flannel that
buttoned up all the way to her neck. He did not want to let go of
her even after he had taken the few short steps to the
bathroom.
She shivered as his body
heat left her while he helped her stand on her good foot. When she
finished, he returned, scooping her into his arms.
“ I feel like a knight in
shining armor coming to rescue you from the plumbing
dragons.”
“ Oh my fair and brave
knight.” She did her best to curtsy with only her head. “Thank you
for slaying the dreaded plumbing dragon with your mighty
plunger.”
She batted her
eyelashes and gave him a coy look. Unable to contain himself, he
broke into laughter and she joined him.
“ I am feeling much better.
Do you think we could both sit on the floor to eat?”
“ I think that’s a great
idea. I’ll get you all set up.”
He sat her on the chair he
occupied earlier. Taking the pillows and blankets, he created a
cushion for her leg and back.
She laughed nervously,
admitting her fears.
“ And to think that
not too long ago, I thought about grabbing the fireplace poker to
protect myself from you.”
He pushed aside the thought
of being bludgeoned with a fireplace poker.
“ You seemed pretty
frightened when you woke up. I guess I would have thought the same
thing if I were you.”
His calming eyes scanned
her face and she relaxed. They were on the same page now. A twinkle
came to his eye and he gave her a devilish grin.
“ Did you reach over while
I wasn’t looking and grab the fireplace poker?”
“ Of course not. I know now
you would