Sean pursed his lips at her sneeze. “I have a lighter in my pocket. You can use it to light some firewood for warmth.”

Natalie’s eyes brightened at his words. “You have a lighter? Why didn’t you collect some wood and build a fire sooner then?”

“I can’t walk,” Sean muttered as his gaze landed on his crooked leg.

Her eyes widened as he followed his gaze. “Your leg-”

“It is broken,” Sean interrupted and finished her sentence. His nonchalance made it seem like they were talking about dinner instead of discussing his broken limb.

Natalie’s voice shook as she commented, “No wonder you said you can’t walk.”

“Oh, both my arms are dislocated as well,” Sean added.

Natalie took a deep breath and looked at him in pity. “Damn, that’s really unlucky of you.”

She had merely suffered minor scratches and cuts from the fall.

The state of his injuries were shocking.

 

“Yes. I

place himself beneath Natalie as the branch snapped. She was relatively unscathed because he had used his own body

 

would never have done that in a million years; yet, he did not feel regret at the sight of his

have gone

appeared on

walked toward him. “Where’s your

pocket, just above my thigh.” He indicated the

felt awkward at the placement of his lighter. She felt reluctant to retrieve

looked at her and teased, “Why? Are you scared

at him. “Who

reached her hand into his

for propriety. I could care less since I’m

out of

wait for me here,” she said to

after the recent rainfall. The fresh air in the mountains provided a welcome respite from

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