Only he didn’t.
Stupidity compounded upon stupidity.
I’d let him have me beside that benighted river and then fell asleep. By the time he returned to awaken me, I was suffering from heat stroke, or so they told me, as well as severe sunburn. Whatever the lotion was that he used on me, it wasn’t meant to protect from the sun’s rays. Fortunately, at some point during my nap, I’d rolled onto my stomach, or else my c**k would have been a more painful red.
Cameron got me to the hospital, castigating himself for losing track of the time and repeating over and over how sorry he was and how much he loved me. I felt sick, although I did try to remind him I’d said nothing about love. In fact, I’d warned him about it, but my lips were too cracked and dry to speak clearly. And then I’d sunk into un
