RUBY
Ruby’s teeth wouldn’t stop chattering. Even rowing was difficult to do with her trembling arms and fingers. The temperature kept on dropping, or at least, it had dropped a few degrees.
“I’m not helping, am I?” she asked Ethan.
He shook his head as he continued to row. “No, sorry to say. You’re too cold. Come here. Sit on the bottom of the boat between my legs. Steal some of my body heat, and I’ll block the wind for you.”
She pointed to the oar. “And what, Hot Blue? You’re gonna row us back to shore with those big rippling muscles of yours.”
“Yup. That’s the plan.”
Ruby licked her lips. “Not gonna lie, I kinda wanna see that.”
“Then get over here already.”
Ruby wouldn’t be told twice. It took some doing, but she eventually managed to scoot across the canoe before folding hersel
