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Trenton took my face between his palms, holding my attention as he stared deep into my eyes. “Why don’t you think of it like this: If you hadn’t convinced me to come up here, I wouldn’t have been here to find him. He could have tripped and fallen and no one would have known where he was. He could have gone off further up the cliff, where there wasn’t a ledge for him to land on. You helped save him, love. You brought me up here and helped keep him from getting hurt worse.”
A sense of calm settled over me from his words, and I covered his hands with mine. “Thank you for helping him.”
“Of course, love.”
“I wish I knew what happened. Did he trip? Did he slip?”
Trenton shook his head. “I don’t know. I was trying to wrap a spiderweb around a stick.” He lifted a strand of his hair. I hadn’t noticed until then that it was still coated in a sticky web. “Someone squealed—”
“That was Fallon.”
“And when I turned to ask Miller if he knew who it was, he wasn’t there. I called for him, and I think that might be what drew Carson and Mae’s attention. I went to the spot Miller had been standing. There was a tree root he could have stumbled over. I used it for leverage when I was hoisting him up. And the ground near it looked like he could have slid.”
“So you think he tripped?”
He shrugged, then took my hands in his. “That’s the best explanation I can come up with. Maybe Fallon’s squeal startled him. Or maybe the ground gave out when he turned to see what happened. Or maybe he was just clumsy. He was pretty uptight from the moment we showed up.”
Nodding, I turned toward the woods, as if I could see the cliff Miller had fallen off. I pulled my lip between my teeth and bit down, then took a deep breath.
Trenton brushed his fingers over my knee, then picked a piece of grass that was stuck to my skin. “You’re dirty. We should get you cleaned up.”
He reached for a jug of water one of the girls had brought with to wash our hands, and he poured some onto a rag. I let him clean the dirt and grass from my legs, then I cleaned the scrapes and cuts he’d gotten from lifting Miller over the ledge and climbing back up. I couldn’t help but notice the darkening of his eyes, couldn’t ignore how close he was or the way his hands lingered on my skin.
When he tugged me closer to him, the woodsy smell of the forest mixed with his own perfect scent was enough to cause my breath to hitch and my heart to beat a little faster.
“There is one good thing about all this,” he whispered as he trailed his lips over my skin.
“What’s that?”
Instead of answering, he kissed me. He kissed me so deeply that I forgot about everything that had gone wrong. I was wrapped up in him, in the feel of his hands on my body and his lips on my own. Trenton lifted me from the log, wrapping my legs around his waist before he carried me toward our tent. Somehow, he found the flap and ducked inside, his mouth barely leaving mine.
And when he had laid me down on our sleeping bags, when he’d torn off our clothes and covered my body with his, the green of his eyes had darkened to black in the shadows of our tent.
“The good thing is,” he whispered before dropping his forehead to mine, “now I get you all to myself.”
He pushed inside me in one long, slow slide. Every inch of my body was in tune with his, beating and pulsing at the same rapid pace. He made love to me, murmuring, “Goddess,” and “I love you,” over and over again, while I praised him for being the most wonderful, perfect man.
He had all of me; he had from the moment we’d first met. And no one would ever take that away.
