Laura felt goosebumps form up her arm as she stared down at the man resting comfortably on her shoulder. Had he mistaken her for her sister? But that wasn’t the case five years ago.
Her eyes glanced briefly at her surroundings. The rainfall had subsided slightly and to her right was a small rock.
The thought ran through her mind, 'I could smash that against his head and escape.' She hesitated, pondering once again. The idea of killing the man who'd just saved her felt inhumane.
Laura carefully freed herself from the weight of his head, slowly lowering him to lie on his side. She stared at his handsome features, he had a slightly shaved moustache and beard, short dark hair that stopped behind his ears and full, manly brows.
He looked notably more mature than Leonardo and Nicholas. Nic
