CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
He traveled more swiftly than Rachel had thought possible. His massive arms cradled her, and at times he used a single hand to hold her body close to his chest as the other pushed branches and dense brush from their route. He ran down forested ravines, leapt across brooks, and climbed steep hills, all without effort. His shirt smelled brilliantly pungent of rain and sweat. She could feel the blood coursing through his body as he ran, the thickening veins that crisscrossed the musculature stretching his skin to almost complete transparency. The increasing strength of his heartbeat appeared to make his flesh ripple, creating a hot, rhythmic energy that vibrated throughout Rachel’s body.
He sidestepped a tree, passing her from one arm to the other with ease, before clambe
