Page 32 of Delta Mission
“You’re a lifesaver.” She ripped open the packet with her teeth.
I wolfed down the protein bar and after I gave the pillows a good bash, like I’d seen her do, I positioned them at the rear of the cave, as far away from the cool breeze as possible.
“Here’s your bed.” I indicated to the four pillows I’d placed in a row.
Her shoulders seemed to melt. “Amazing. I think I could sleep for a week.”
“We don’t have time for that. But get a good night’s sleep. We still have to figure out how to get out of here.”
She groaned.
“Maybe there’s a rope ladder we missed?” she said, but her expression indicated she didn’t hold out much hope for that miracle.
“Don’t worry about it for now. That’s tomorrow’s problem.”
She repositioned the pillows, so we had two each, and I admired her ass as she crawled onto her pillows and crashed down on her side, facing me with her butt to the wall.
I climbed in beside her and rolled to face the fire, with my back to her, sheltering her from the breeze.
As I stared into the flames, my mind flipped between Makenna’s story, our incredible sex, how the hell we were going to get out of this cave, and my brother.
Ever since our fight at Uncle Henry’s funeral, Talon had never been the same. I’d always felt that he enjoyed being the reason Makenna and I had broken up, and he never had agood thing to say about her. And Aunt Betty hated Makenna. Every time she mentioned Uncle Henry, Makenna’s name nearly always followed, along with negative comments.
But when we get out of this mess, I’m bringing Makenna home with me.
So they both needed to snap out of their bullshit.
Provided we make it out of this cave alive, that is.
CHAPTER 10
Makenna
I snapped my eyes open,and it was a couple of beats before I remembered where I was. A dim glow filled the cave, allowing me to see the most glorious sight: Channing sleeping beside me. His forgiveness filled the fractures in my heart that I never thought would be healed.
A crack burst through the silence and I bolted upright. Chunks of rocks rained from the cave roof.
Channing jolted to his feet.
Another crack split the air.
“What was that?” My heart thumped in my chest.
A bullet slammed into the wall above us.
“Fuck!” He grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind the giant rock.
Bullets punched into the cave wall and as he shielded my body with his, holes punched into the pillows, bursting the stuffing out.
I peered over Channing’s shoulder. Thanks to the dim dawn light, I could just make out images across the opposite side of the ravine.
Jesus! About thirty men were lined up on the edge. All with guns.
Channing banged his fist on the wall. “Son of a bitch! The fuckers found us.”
The noise was deafening as bullets thumped into the walls, taking chunks out of the rocks.
“What do we do?” I shifted so I could peer around him.
