are.â She spoke casually, even though she knew that the words would be like a red rag to a bull.
âYou will not.â
âJust watch me, Rafe.â She threw the retort at him, watching as the group across the river retrieved the second bag. As they did so, a crack sounded across the water. One of the ropes came whipping towards them and she felt herself falling sideways as Rafe tackled her to the ground. The rope described an arc in the air above their heads and flopped down next to them.
âOw! Did you have to do that?â Mimi rolled away from him, straight into a patch of mud. Sheâd been trying so hard to show him that he didnât need to protect her any more. Rafe sweeping her off her feet, however dispassionately heâd done it, was the last thing she needed.
âNope. Could have just let it take your head off.â He had the audacity to grin at her.
âIâm beginning to wish you had.â She brushed herself down, resisting the temptation to thank him. Instead she turned to the group on the other side of the river, who were standing motionless, staring across at them.
Mimi took her phone out of her pocket, dialling Cassâs number.
âSorry about that. You okay?â Cassâs voice sounded down the line.
âYes, fine.â Rafe was behind her, muttering something about tying her to a tree to keep her out of trouble, and she ignored him. âIâm going to try to get to you. I might be able to get through on the other road into the village...â
âI doubt anyoneâs going to get through safely tonight.â There was a pause. âJack said that heâs getting in contact with the HEMS team. When the rain gives over a bit they might be able to make it. If thereâs anything he needs, youâll be the first to know.â
That was sensible. And, coming from Cass, it didnât sound like a put-down. âOkay, thanks. Give him my love...â
âWill do. When this is over, thereâs a bottle of red with our name on it, if you fancy a night out.â
âIâll be there.â She waved across to the group on the other side of the river and ended the call. Thankfully, Rafe had decided not to make good on his threats and was already unclipping the remaining rope from around the tree, watching as it was hauled back across the water.
âWeâre going.â It was an obvious statement, but it made Mimi feel good to be the one to say it. Turning away from him, she started to walk back towards the road as the rain started falling again.
They made the journey in silence. Perhaps Rafe was figuring out what he was going to save her from next. When they reached the stricken ambulance, he walked over to it.
âI donât think Iâm going to be able to tow you out...â He was peering underneath the vehicle. âIn any case, it looks as if thereâs a fair bit of damage, here.â
âIâm going to call for a tow truck.â Thanks, Rafe, but youâre no longer needed. You can go now. Treacherous regret tugged at Mimiâs heart at the thought.
âDonât forget the CD safe.â There was a barb in his tone.
No, she hadnât forgotten the controlled drugs that the ambulance carried, and she did know that she had to remove them.
âIâll let you get on.â She turned, making for the back doors of the ambulance, and felt his grip on her arm.
âLet me go, Rafe.â She pulled against him, but he didnât relent.
âWhat are you expecting me to do? Leave you here with no shelter and no transport?â He gave an incredulous shake of his head. âThink again.â
âLet. Go.â Every time he touched her, it was the same. The memories were almost like solid, living things, tearing at her heart and reminding her that once upon a time, in a land far, far away, sheâd craved Rafeâs touch.
He uncurled his fingers from her wrist. Not too