bring, but I can’t guarantee that house will be standing when it’s over, so our best chance is to find the biggest rocks we can and shelter between them. We can come back and check out the house when the storm is gone.”
“You can do what you want, but I’m going down there. And don’t call me Kat, dammit!” She wrenched her hand out of his grasp and started toward the house. It was a house. Houses were solid. Houses were shelter. It was what they were meant to do, and the thought of being outside and exposed to the elements during a big storm was far more frightening than a house falling down over her.
A big gust of wind barreled through the valley and swooped through her path, nearly knocking her off her feet. When it was gone, David was there, standing in front of her with an apologetic look.
“I know you don’t understand, and you’re scared, but this could be life and death.” Then he bent down and put his shoulder into her waist, wrapped his arms around her legs and slid her over his shoulder.
Shocked, Katherine hung there quietly for a moment as he carried her away from the house. She looked up to see it disappearing through the trees and couldn’t stop the tears from falling as she pounded on his back.
“Let me down! Let me go right now! You can’t do this!” She flailed her arms and tried to break loose, but his grip was like iron.
The wind howled relentlessly, covering her cries. Without any leverage her fists barely made contact as they went farther into the interior of the island. Realizing she was only wearing herself out, she settled, her heart pounding as the sky grew darker and the rain began to fall.
Chapter 4
Relieved to finally reach the base of the high rocky cliffs, David stopped to set Kat on her feet, making sure she hadn’t passed out when she quieted down. She looked up at him, tired but resigned when he took her hand and tugged her forward in the rain. Moving along the face of the rock, he found a depression just barely big enough for the two of them sheltered by two huge boulders that must have fallen from the cliffs at some point. He tossed their bag into the depression and then scooted in after it, pulling her down to sit between his legs.
She shivered against him and he maneuvered a blanket from the bag to wrap around her, securing it with his arms. She turned toward the cliff with her face against his neck, and he barely heard the words she breathed across his skin.
“We’re going to die, aren’t we?”
Reaching up, he tucked a finger under her chin and forced her head back so he could look into her eyes.
“We are not going to die,” he said, placing a gentle kiss on her lips, lingering a moment longer than he should have when she responded with the slightest movement of her mouth under his. “I promise.”
He thought he felt a brief glimmer of hope spark between them in a lightening-lit moment before everything blacked out again. He held her tight, her head tucked under his chin as the storm raged on around them.
When the wind finally let up and the clouds cleared, it was moonlight that woke David from the light sleep he’d been falling in and out of for the duration.
“Is it over?” she asked, her voice groggy from sleep and misuse. He shifted, leaning out of their nest with one hand outstretched to feel for rain. Only a gentle breeze wafted over his skin.
“I think so,” he said as she shifted her position, turning between his legs. “Careful getting up. The ground is still wet and probably slippery.”
She braced one hand in his, grasping a depression in the rock with the other to pull herself up and out of the small cave. He watched her feet slide in the mud as she let go of his hand and moved to the side, barely keeping her balance.
“We should probably find a flat spot to spend the rest of the night,” he said, hoisting himself carefully up beside her. “It’s not safe to be walking around when the ground is so