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Grateful for the distraction after his emotional breakdown, he smiled at her.
“I’d like that.”
The last time Jack had cried was the night Pat had set him straight and got in his face about pushing everyone away who loved him while numbing the searing pain in his heart with drugs.
Just after a few days, Adela had made him open up in a way he’d never done before with any girl. Instead of fearing having these strong feelings building up inside of him, he embraced them.
She let go of his hand and pulled her black tank top over her head; her elbows pointing up into the clear blue sky. As soon as her top hit the sand, he pulled her back in. He pressed his lips against hers, loving how right she felt in his arms. Adela molded her body exactly right, her big tits pressed up against his chest as she stood on her tippy toes.
He splayed his hands on top of her ass, pressing his erection against her core.
“I can’t wait to make you mine in every way, sweetheart.”
She licked his lips, ignoring what he said straight from his heart.
“I mean it, Adi. I never shared my story with a girl before. You’re different because I know you feel me on another level. What we have runs deeper than anything I ever felt before.”
She palmed his face, her fingers tickling his growing beard. He normally kept a five o’clock shadow, but like with so many things on this island; he needed to go with the flow and accept he had nothing at hand to trim his beard with.
“I feel it, too. It’s like there’s an invisible electric wire between us. I felt it the minute you walked up the beach in the dark and held my stick up in the air,” she said.
“Thinking about that night feels like ages ago. Time flies by on this island…”
The melancholy returned to Adela’s eyes at his words.
“Can you hold me? Every time I close my eyes, I see Raven and Hailey as they shout for help in the water.”
“Where was Liv?”
Adela shook her head. “I don’t know. I was trying to save our boat, keep it afloat as the enormous waves crashed against us over and over again.”
He pictured Adela as a captain and could totally imagine her do her thing out on the ocean. He’d seen how strong and determined she’d been during their trek through the jungle and while building their shelter. They couldn’t have done it without her knowledge of knots.
“I can’t believe how strong you are.”
She huffed a breath. “Not strong enough. I should have tried harder.”
He respected that emotion.
In his line of work in forest and range environments in steep terrain with often extremely uneven surfaces that are rocky, muddy, overgrown and in smoky conditions, he always felt like he should have tried harder.
“I understand, Adi. In my line of work, I’m also exposed to nature’s whims. I go into a call knowing full well how hard the conditions are, with temperatures above a hundred degrees, the risks of smoke inhalation, fire-entrapment or getting caught by wildlife—and I still beat myself up whenever things don’t go how they should.”
She gave him a quick, respectful nod. “I can’t believe you actually fight wildfires for a living.”
“It looks like I’m taking a long leave of absence.”
She giggled. “Looks like it.”
“And you? I heard you and Cami talk by the fire last night about finding jobs after college?”
Adela brushed a hand through her long hair. “It feels weird to call myself a biological oceanographer now that I’ve finished college. I’m supposed to have an interview next week at a private cooperation.”
“I heard Cami say that she’s a marine biologist?”
“Yes, but she was about to move to LA and work for her mother, who’s an interior designer.”
“Wow. That’s quite a change. What’s the difference between a marine biologist and a biological oceanographer?”
