A shape loomed over me. The light was back. I held my hand up. “Stop.” All I could see was a head.
“Blake. Jesus, stop.” Jack’s voice was harsh.
“Don’t touch her!” Blake snarled.
I tried to catch his hand, but my arms wouldn’t work. “S-s-stuck.”
“What?” He cupped my face. So warm. The light threw his angular face into slashing shadows. His eyes were wild. The light making his green-gold eyes shine like a cat’s.
“Foot. C-c-can’t.”
“Shit.” He looked down into the water.
Then he was gone. Smart move. He should go back. No. Wait. He should totally be—he splashed into the tide pool with me.
“Fuck.” His eyes went wide.
“C-cold, huh?”
He dragged in a breath. “That’s one word for it, Ms. Copeland.”
My mind drifted as water skimmed my shoulders.
“Grace. Stay with me.”
Jack’s voice startled me. I started to thrash.
“Grace. Honey, stay with me. We’re going to get you out of there, all right?”
Blake waded in against me.
I pushed at him. I couldn’t breathe. So close. I wanted to curl myself around him and beg him to save me, but I pushed against him instead.
He wrapped his arms around me, dragging me into him. “She’s fucking blue.”
“As a Smurf,” Jack said with a wide grin down at me. “But we’re going to get her out of here and warm her up until she’s pink as a newborn baby, right, Gracie?”
I nodded, pressing my nose into Blake’s neck. I tried to grasp his lapel but my hands wouldn’t work. Suit. He was in a suit—no. Better than that. Tux.
Figures that my first time seeing him in a tux and he’d be soaked in salt water. His shoulders were massive though.
Jack reached into the water.
Blake pulled me closer, crowding me into the rock even more. I didn’t think that was possible.
“Come on, asshole. I’m not trying to feel her up. I like my women warm and willing.” Jack smiled down at me. I could see the worry creeping
into his gaze, but he was playing Mr. Charming for all he was worth. “I bet you’d be willing with a little time by the fire, right, Gracie?”
I laughed.
I couldn’t help it.
Blake stiffened. “Now you’re making jokes?”
Jack kept on smiling. “Now is the best time.” His fingers slipped around my shoulders and down my back. “What’s stuck, honey?”
“Foot.”