Soldier's Pregnancy Protocol. Beth Cornelison
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and she savored the chance to rest. She knew fatigue was normal for a woman in her condition, even before factoring in the kind of emotional and physical extremes she’d been through today.
“Erin?” Grasping her shoulders, he pushed her to arm’s length, and she lamented the lost warmth of his body against hers. He peered down at her, his eyes cutting like lasers through the gathering darkness. “Can you make it just a little farther? The entrance to the safe house is just over the next ridge.”
“Is there anything to eat at this safe house?”
He grunted. “The food thing again? Do you always eat this much?”
His sarcasm nettled her. After all, she’d tried several times to explain the reason behind her huge appetite, and he’d been so busy ordering her around, he hadn’t listened. She brushed past him. “I promise not to eat more than my share.”
She heard the scuff of rocks as he followed her up the hill.
“I keep a couple months’ supply of food up here along with clothes, ammunition, batteries. Whatever I think I might need.”
A chill that had nothing to do with the cold tingled down her spine. “Ammunition?”
“I have to be prepared for anything.” His grim tone and stark warning were reminder enough of his dubious, dangerous existence. And the jeopardy she was in by association with him.
Hardly the peaceful, low-profile life she’d imagined for herself when she moved to Cherry Creek.
They cleared a grouping of trees, and the fading sunlight cast a dim glow over a deep crevasse and the moss-speckled granite face of the mountain on the other side.
Erin looked left and right. The trail, such as it was, seemed to hit a dead end. “Which way?”
“Straight,” he said, moving around her and toward the narrow ravine.
She gave him a humorless laugh. Fatigue, cold and her pounding head were making her sick to her stomach again. “Um, in case you missed it … there’s a big gulch there.”
“Mmm-hmm. That’s why there’s a bridge.” Alec started down the slope toward the ravine.
“There is?” She inched forward but saw nothing except a few ropes strung across the gaping space to the rocky slope on the other side. A knowing quiver started in her gut. No.
“Don’t tell me those sorry, rotten-looking bits of twine are the bridge you’re talking about!”
But before she’d finished protesting, Alec put one foot on the bottom rope and gave it a test bounce. The bridge creaked but held his weight. “It’ll hold. You go first.”
Laughter borne of terror and disbelief bubbled up from her chest. “You’re crazy! There’s got to be another way across.”
Heaving a sigh that said she was wearing on his patience, Alec’s shoulders drooped, and he scrubbed a hand over his face. “It’s like this, swee … uh … Erin. In about five minutes, it will be completely dark. You won’t be able to see where you’re putting your feet. This bridge is the only way to get to the safe house, and I, for one, don’t intend to freeze my butt off out here after dark.” He climbed up to where she stood again and tipped his head toward the ropes. “We don’t have time for you to be a chicken about this.”
Her spine straightened. “Excuse me! I’ll have you know that I’ve—”
Alec clapped a hand over her mouth. “Spare me the indignant tirade and hustle your pretty buns out there before we lose all our daylight.”
She glared at him. She was no chicken! She’d hung with Bradley on even the wildest of his adventures. Just because she voiced a bit of skepticism and wanted to explore other options didn’t mean she was chicken!
Pulling away from his grip, she peered over the edge of the crevasse into the fathomless shadows. Her heartbeat skittered. Bock, bock. Okay, so she was a little scared. But Bradley used to tell her a little fear was good. It kept you sharp, alert, careful.
“Hold the top ropes for balance, and take it slow and steady.”
She snorted. “No kidding.”
Trembling so hard she was sure her tremors alone would throw her off balance, Erin eased out on the taut rope. She focused on the few inches right in front of her and nothing else. Despite the frigid temperatures, sweat beaded on her face, her back.
One step. One more. On some level, she was aware of the soothing tone of Alec’s voice behind her. He maintained a litany of encouragement, talking her across, praising her every step. His baritone voice lulled her and filtered deep into the cracks in her soul.
When she reached the far side and had scrambled several feet from the edge, her gelatin legs collapsed beneath her. Erin hugged her knees to her chest and gasped deep breaths of icy air, while part of her gave an exulted leap of triumph. She’d done it. She watched Alec cross the ropes in five easy strides, barely wobbling on the swaying ropes. A stroll in the park for him. She groaned. Was there anything this man couldn’t do? Once across the ropes, Alec dug in the parachute pack and pulled out a collapsible knife, flicking open the blade.
Erin frowned. “What are you—?”
She gasped as he sawed through the first rope and let it fall into the crevasse. Then the next. And the next.
“What did you do that for? How are we supposed to cross that ravine without the ropes?”
“We’re not,” he said flatly. He closed the knife and stood. “But neither will anyone else, without a lot of trouble. Which is the point.” He offered her a hand up, but she only gaped at him, at the severed ropes.
“Then how—?”
“Trust me, okay? I know what I’m doing.”
The adrenaline crash, her surging hormones, her fatigue ganged up on her. Tears stung her eyes. “I just want to go home.”
She hated crying in front of him but couldn’t seem to stop. Heck, even television commercials for jewelry stores made her weepy these days.
Alec stooped over and lifted her into his arms. He cradled her against his chest and murmured reassurances under his breath. “For the next several days, this is home. Let’s get you inside and fix us something hot to eat.”
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