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“We’re going to get awful thirsty.”
“But we don’t have anything.”
He holds up his briefs and flashes me a grin. “Sure, we do.”
“I have no idea what you want me to do with those.”
“I’ve watched plenty of survival shows. We’ll strip, put our clothes out to get soaked and then wring out the water into our mouths.”
I stare up at him, aghast at the very suggestion. “You want me to drink your underwear!”
He bursts into laughter. “You could drink from your panties, but they’re tiny. You’re not going to catch a lot of water with that tiny bit of lace.”
I feel myself blushing, but he’s right. This is what my life has been reduced to. I’m debating between drinking water wrung from his underwear or my panties.
This cannot be happening.
“Can you tell me what happened with the plane?” I ask. “One minute we’re flying through the sky with no turbulence and the next we’re crashing into the ocean. Did we hit a flock of birds? I’ve heard that’s a thing.”
He shakes his head. “No. I honestly don’t know what happened. We have meticulous maintenance and clean checklists. I personally checked everything last week. I’ve been replaying it, and I just don’t know. I can only assume we had some kind of electrical problem that fried everything.”
“Does that happen often?”
“Never.”
“I guess I’m lucky,” I sigh.
"Maybe you have enemies," he jokes, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
I don't find it funny. "This is serious, Travis," I snap, my frustration bubbling to the surface. "We could have died. You are taking this way too lightly. I am going to want to see all those maintenance reports when we get back.”
“Gonna sue me?” he jokes.
“I just might. This is not the least bit amusing. Do you know what I just lost? The meeting I was headed to was important. Not to mention my clothing and shoes.”
“Sue me,” he says. “I have insurance.”
“I have flown thousands and thousands of miles, and the biggest problem has been a little turbulence and lost luggage. You could have killed me!”
“Shut up,” he growls, his voice low and commanding.
I open my mouth to protest but he grabs my shoulders and slams his mouth over mine. My accusations die on my lips as his tongue plunges into my mouth, down my throat.
His kiss is fierce and urgent, silencing any words I might have spoken. I fall into it, my anger and frustration dissolving as his lips devour mine. As our lips part, I can feel his chest heaving, his breath ragged.
"I'm sorry," he whispers, his voice laced with genuine remorse. "I'm not used to being in situations like this."
"Me either," I murmur, still reeling from his kiss.
He kisses me again. The world spins around me, and the next thing I know, I'm lying on my back in the sand, my heart pounding in my chest with Travis’s body pushes mine into the sand. I look into Travis’s dark eyes. The uncertainty of our situation melts away into something else entirely as he drops a kiss to my forehead. I realize that, just maybe, being stranded on this deserted island won't be so bad after all.
Travis stares at me for a moment, a glint in his eye, and then he smiles. “The next time I crash a plane, I am going to make sure it’s with a hot chick.”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
He chuckles, the sound low in his throat before he kisses me again. I give into the pleasure, choosing to dwell on that rather than the despair that hovers on the perimeter of my mind.
Chapter 10
