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He didn’t even glance my way. I’d have to pull out the big guns and... apologise.

‘I’m sorry I touched you. Please don’t leave me here on my own.’

Cameron looked up to the ceiling while taking a long inhale and exhale.

‘Fine. But keep up and don’t go running your mouth.’

I barely had time to grab some boots from the stash of clothing Harold had filled the wardrobes with before he was out of the door.

My feet sunk into the soft sand before I found my footing as we hit the vegetation. He took long strides that had me almost jogging behind him at first until eventually he slowed a little as we headed uphill.

‘Are there any dangerous animals here?’ I puffed behind him.

He turned and smirked.

‘Oh, fuck off. Like actual animals.’

I barely caught his snicker before he started off again.

‘Nothing too deadly. A few things that will give you a nasty bite. Most of the dangerous ones are in the water around here.’

‘Good. We seem a long way from the hospital.’

‘Not too far by helicopter. It takes around an hour.’

How was he so fit? I swam a lot and prided myself on being in pretty good shape, but the man was like a bloody robot. Not even a hint of breathlessness despite the fairly steep ascent. While I was behind him sweating buckets and huffing like the big, bad, bloody wolf.

‘How far?’ I breathed behind him as we rounded yet another dense plant packed corner.

‘Just around the bend.’

The view that met us took any last breath I had away from me.

The sea gradually went from a turquoise green at the shore to an intense inky blue as it neared the horizon. Other islands dotted the view, from tiny sand bars to other inhabited paradises.

‘Amazing.’ I sat heavily near the edge next to Cameron, ensuring I left a bit of distance between us.

‘It was always my escape when we came here as kids. No-one’s ever followed me up here.’ He gave me a pointed look, and I shrugged.

‘More fool them. What a spot.’

He reached into his bag and took out a water bottle and some cheese sandwiches. My stomach growled, and I blushed. I hadn’t had time to grab anything.

His throat bobbed as he took a long swig from the bottle before he saw me staring and held it out.

I hesitated. ‘I’m not sure we are at the sharing bottles stage.’

‘We’re married. Who cares?’

‘We’re not like married married, though. It’s not like we share germs in any other capacity.’

He wet his lips and shot me a dark look. ‘Are you hoping to be swapping germs with me?’

‘No.’

‘Your choice. It’s the only water I have, and it’s a long way back to the house.’ He had a point.

I still wiped the rim on my t-shirt like a school kid.

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