Page 112 of Her Reluctant Hero
She wasn’t going to be able to run far, not for a few days.
“You’d better use the satellite phone to call the airline. You’re not going to make your plane.”
“I have to get back, Adrian. I have to file the papers and the wedding—”
He shook his head, taking perverse pleasure in her shock. “The roads will be impassable for days. You saw them when you came out here. They aren’t much to begin with. When it rains, we’re cut off from civilization.”
His pleasure evaporated as her anxiety grew. “I didn’t plan to be gone more than two days. I have a ton of things to do.”
“You’ll be home by the end of the week. As for now, we won’t even be able to drive. We’ll have to walk.”
“Walk?”
He nodded toward her window. “It’s not far.”
She looked down at the camp.
“Be careful when you get out,” he said and opened his own door.
“Adrian, you don’t understand. There are a lot of details I need to attend to. Maybe we could take the boat. It wouldn’t take long, just a couple—” The sentence broke off in a squeal, and he rounded the rear of the truck to see the top of her head drop behind the foliage on the side of the road.
