his brother. Who’s still not back. Where could he have gone? The pang of worry she felt for him combined with the churning of her empty stomach, leaving her feeling nauseated.
“Hey” She fell to her knees beside him, pushed and knocked the arm off her companion’s face and he immediately rolled onto his side toward her, squeezing his eyes shut.
“Hey, wake up. You’re brother’s gone.”
He sat up at that, stretching and yawning in one motion. Ending with a short growl, he rubbed his eyes and turned back to her.
“He’s probably gone to get something to eat. I’m sure he’ll be back soon.”
“You never told me what the plan was. How on earth are we going to get off this island? We don’t even know where we are. We could be anywhere in the world right now!”
A slow smile spread across his face and she felt her whole body start to melt under his look. Good grief woman, get a hold of yourself! A grown woman falling all over herself for a piece of ass! But he was already way more than just a piece of ass to her, however short a time she had known him. He had a very definite power over her she wasn’t sure she wanted to fight against. If it’s even possible to fight it. She wasn’t so sure it was.
The way his light blue eyes traveled slowly down her body as though he could see through her dress had her wondering if he intended to answer her or fuck her senseless. Amber was so disappointed when he started to speak that it took a moment to figure what he was saying. He stood up before her, giving her a wonderful view as she followed the lines of his body to his face.
“— Back something good to eat. It’s morning now, but if we have a small fire and put it out as soon as we’ve finished cooking, it should be fine. You stay here. I’ll go gather some wood.”
“Wait. I’ll come with you.”
He gave her an incredulous look as she stood to follow, raising one coal black brow.
Amber wondered fleetingly how he could make a look like that seem sexy and insulting at the same time but found herself immediately on the defensive.
“I can gather wood! I’m not completely useless you know.”
He laughed, further irking her. “It isn’t that I don’t believe you, but someone has to be here when Fador gets back, right?”
Oh. I could have sworn this was Fador.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes. Trust me.” He lifted a hand and stroked her face softly, stirring a fire inside her before turning and leaving abruptly.
Men!
Amber picked up her panties, which had indeed been under him, and slipped into them. She sat back down with a huff, disappointed. On the one hand, she felt a little better after he told her his reason for wanting her to stay behind, but she had the distinct feeling that that wasn’t all there was to it.
He never did tell me what the plan is. She was beginning to suspect they didn’t want to tell her the plan because they didn’t think it involved her. Well it does! Her life was at stake, the same as theirs and she wasn’t just going to sit on her hands and let them risk their own lives. Not if there were something she could do to help. But these asses won’t even let me help them gather wood! So much for equal opportunity.
Then again, who’s to say they actually have a plan? That seemed far more reasonable an assumption. They wouldn’t tell her the plan because they just didn’t want her to know there wasn’t a plan. Just like a man to do things by the seat of their pants. That bothered her a lot more than the thought that they might be sexist. If true, it would mean they weren’t the least bit prepared for anything at all that might happen. She hoped that wasn’t the case.
Amber didn’t have to sit, wait, or worry for very long, though. She turned sharply at the sound of rustling in the bushes, relieved to see it was one of the brothers. He looked only slightly less rugged than the other and was carrying three small rabbits by their ears, so she assumed this one must