My
feet finally found the water’s floor. I tugged the female from Durk’s grasp and
hoisted her up into my arms.
The
water had washed away the crimson stains, but left her lips thin and blue. Durk
pressed his fingers to her neck. “No pulse.”
“Go.
Find wood dry enough to burn. We need fire. I’ll start CPR.”
He
bolted to his feet and darted away. I settled her on the damp foliage covered
floor and ripped her buttoned blouse apart. I rested my ear to her chest.
Nothing. Cheek to her mouth. Nothing.
I
clamped my hands together and started counting out compressions. “Please. You
can’t die. I just found you.”
Her
chest caved beneath my weight with each push I offered to start her heart.
Pumping it for her. She looked so cold. So small. So fragile. Darkness tainted
her lips. I imagined they’d be full and bright red like in my dreams. Her
glowing skin was now dull and lifeless.
Please. Michael.
There
must have been a reason for me to be on this plane. This time. This date. This
instance. Not to let me find someone I’d dreamt about, then to lose her.
I
pinched her nose. With my other hand I cradled her neck and opened her mouth to
mine. My lips formed a seal around hers, and I blew. Her chest raised. One more
breath.
I
turned my head, listening. Nothing.
I
repeated it for another cycle. Durk returned holding an armful of branches. He
ripped open his pack and pulled out a bag.
“Zip
lock?”
“Jessica
made an appearance at my room while packing.” He held it up. “I thought she’d
lost her mind. Matches, magazine, and tiny foil blanket.”
“You
didn’t say anything.”
“Told
me not to.”
Durk
went to work on the fire as I finished the second round of compressions. I
leaned down to breathe for her again and paused an inch before contact with her
lips. “Please,” I whispered and sealed her mouth with mine.
I
breathed into her, then turned and drew in a gulp of air and let it flow into
her. A gentle scent of sandalwood and sugar wrapped around me. Coiled me in
warmth. The woman flinched beneath me.
Then
coughed.
I
tilted her to the side and water spewed from her mouth. A tremor rocked her
little body. The crackle of a flame, and the scent of burning leaves filled the
air. “There you go. Get it out.” I patted her back.
She
flopped back and her eyes opened wide.
The
same honey irises I’d seen a hundred times in my dreams stared at me. “Can you
hear me?”
The
lids hung heavy over her dilated eyes, then slid shut.
“No.
No. Stay with me.” I patted her shoulder.
Durk
joined me, kneeling beside her on the other side. I pressed my finger to her
neck. “Steady pulse.”
“She’s
got to be in shock. Freezing. Get that fire going.” I peeled my shirt over my
head as I stood. “Find all you can to get a small shelter formed around the
fire.” I ripped at the belt securing my soggy pants to me. “I’ll warm her up.”
Wasn’t
exactly how I’d dreamed I would first lay with a woman, but I’d be damned if I
was going to let her die.
She
was mine.
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