Chapter Forty-Seven: Traitor
"Oh, shit." I woke up to a nudge in the ribs. "Dude? Can you help me?" "Huh?" I stretched. I looked down at my pale hands and scarred tummy and was almost disappointed by what I saw. I ran my fingers through my hair, wondering if the sun had bleached my hair a little more or if it was still almost brown with grease. It took me a second to reaccustom myself with the scenario: beach. Handsome, naked, stranger. My whole old life up in smoke. "I was supposed to catch dinner. And I, uh, forgot." His cheeks flamed, a bright red. His eyes flicked up and down my body, a wan smile spreading. I didn't know what it meant. Maybe it was simply from seeing a naked stranger, but something in my gut told me that a man like him probably wasn't bothered by that. No, he was looking at me like that fo
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