CHAPTER 33
After we’ve traveled about half a mile down the trail, Chris insists we stop. With my head injury, I’m in no shape to keep hiking. I need a break.
He wraps his arms around me. I feel tired. So tired. “Are you hanging in there?” he says. “Don’t go to sleep on me, all right? You’ve got to stay awake.”
“I’ll try,” I promise him.
He smiles down at me. “Tell me something.”
“What?”
“Did you really mean it when you said you never wanted to marry me?”
I want to laugh. I want to cry. I want to feel his lips pressed against mine.
But even more than that, I want to sleep.
“I didn’t mean it,” I answer.
Chris grins again. “I didn’t think so.”
“I was scared for you,” I admitted. “I thought that …”
Chris shushes me. “I get it. You don’t need to explain.”
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