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but...” Vincent trailed off his emerald eyes lighting with laughter.
    “Must you turn everything into a joke?” she grumbled.
    “Lighten up, Sarah. We’re in a tight spot, but it’s going to be okay,” he assured her, all the playfulness absent from his voice.
    Sarah sighed, keeping her gaze on the fire. She imagined how the mating ceremony would have been from what she remembered of Emily and Marcus’. Lark would have been stunning in her dress and, with Natalia working on the floral arrangements, she bet the outside décor was just as beautiful.
    “I think dinner’s done,” Vincent said, interrupting her thoughts.
    Her stomach rumbled loudly as she accepted the hot, wet piece of meat from Vincent’s hand with a small nod.
    Eat, sleep, and remember tomorrow is a new day , she thought.

Chapter Two
    V incent twitched his nose as if something was tickling it. He lifted his hand, but it froze; he couldn’t move with his arm pinned to the ground. His eyes flew open and he inhaled sharply, noticing pressure on his chest. Fear encompassed him and he moved to sit up quickly when he heard a sigh.
    He blinked looking down at his chest and seeing a full head of blonde hair. Sarah! The weight was Sarah—she was lying on him. And his arm was tucked tightly around her torso, holding her lithe body to his.
    Vincent laid his head back down on the ground and let out a long breath. It’s just Sarah. His breathing eased and he relaxed, finding an odd comfort in her body pressed against his. Wait! What? She’s Preston’s girl, Devon’s sister-in-law, and, God, Lark will kill me if I mess around with her baby sister.
    Sarah groaned and stretched, pressing her breasts unconsciously into his chest. Vincent closed his eyes and willed his body not to react— that would be embarrassing. Her flaxen locks smelled like grass and dirt, but he could still detect her natural feminine raspberry-chocolate scent. It was euphoric.
    His cock stirred and he gritted his teeth. I really need to get out of this position before she wakes up. Why am I cuddling her anyway? I’m not a cuddler!
    Carefully, he slid out from under Sarah’s warm body, taking care to gently set her head on the ground. His body instantly missed the feel of hers, but it was best she not wake up in an awkward position. The situation was already complicated enough without adding to it.
    ***
    S arah stooped down, cupping her hand so she could scoop some water into her mouth. The cool liquid slid down her parched throat and she let out a long breath between gulps of water. Vincent sat next to her and splashed water on his face.
    She sat back on her haunches and rubbed at her brow. “We need to figure out how to carry water with us. We’ve been lucky last night and today, but the last thing we need is to end up dehydrated like we were the past few days. Yesterday was too close,” Sarah said, rocking back on her heels.
    She was beginning to feel more like herself. Once the stiffness left her muscles and the cuts and bruises healed, she would be as good as new. A decent night’s rest and a mostly full belly had done a lot for her. Thankfully, it hadn’t been too cold last night—which was surprising. She was fairly certain that it could drop into the forties, maybe lower at night. Oddly enough, she hadn’t woken chilled at all.
    “Next store we come by, we’ll need to pick up a water bottle,” Vincent teased, giving her a goofy grin.
    Sarah stood up and shook her head. “It’s not funny.”
    “Never said it was.”
    “Then stop turning it into a big joke.”
    “Just trying to make you smile,” Vincent said.
    She turned back around to stare at him, watching as he splashed water onto his face and rubbed it into the back of his neck. Why does he care if I smile?
    “I’ll smile when we get home.”
    “I know this is serious,” Vincent stood up, all playfulness leaving his features, “But we need to keep our spirits up and stay positive. If we let the situation