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“Oh, these are wonderful Aidyn.” She whispered.
She touched them, ran her fingers over them, admired them and pulled them to her chest and hugged them.
“Honey, put them on. Your fingers are so cold.”
She slid them over her fingers then looked at the top that hung off the back.
He chuckled. “You can pull it over and keep your fingers warm. When you need to work, you can pull them back.”
He showed her the mitten’s use and she smiled. “I’ve never seen something like this.”
He kissed her fingers. “Now you have.”
She tilted her head back to look into his eyes. “Thank you, Aidyn. They are beautiful.”
“You’re welcome.” He hugged her close again then kissed her lips. “Elena, you need to tell me if you are in danger. Immediately, so I can help you.”
“You will be killed if you go up there Aidyn. I can’t sacrifice you for myself.”
“Come down here. I’ll help you. You’ll be safe down here.”
“I can’t. My mom is sick. Her heart is bad. She struggles to move around. I can’t leave her up there. They’ll let her die. And she’ll be all alone. I can’t do that.”
“We’ll help her down here.”
“Aidyn!”
He froze. “Spencer’s looking for me. Stay right here.”
He stepped from the container and moved toward Spencer. “Hey, what’s up?”
“There you are. I didn’t know what happened to you.”
“I thought I saw something up there, then I heard something hit the container. I opened it up to check, but I didn’t see anything in there.”
“Okay. Just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“All good. I’ll just close up the container and I’ll be right in.”
“Roger that. I have to use the head.”
Spencer ambled toward the trailer and Aidyn slipped inside the container.
“Okay, I’ll have to slip you out of here before he starts looking at the security cameras.”
“Okay.”
He kissed her lips again, needing one last feel and taste of her. Then he remembered the cookie in his jacket pocket. “I also brought you this.”
He handed her the cookie and she smiled brightly. “Oh, thank you.”
She pulled open her jacket, and the shirt she wore and worked at something. Finally, she pulled out a piece of leather.
She smiled. “Put your hand out.”
His brows furrowed then smoothed. “Okay.”
She wrapped the leather around his wrist and fastened it. “I made this for you. It’s not much, but my dad tanned the deer hide and I braided it last night.”
