water,” the man said, smiling at Cassie. “We’re on the home stretch.” The reassurance it was almost over was welcome news as Cassie struggled to stay in the chair. Taylor fetched him another pineapple full of seawater and Alejandro applied another splash of peroxide to Cassie’s injured limb.
Chapter Five
As Alejandro finished up, Cassie felt the blood returning to her body and head. She was able to sit up, finally, and was curious to see the red gash crossing her thigh. Instinct caused her to reach out to touch it, and he grabbed her hand midway to her thigh. “Don’t touch it. We need to bandage it properly to make sure it stays as clean as possible,” he said, looking over the wound seriously.
She must be getting all of her senses back, she thought, as his touch on her wrist sent tingles up and down her body, letting her know she was no longer numb. Not only were her senses returning, but they must be especially heightened due to the injury.
Alejandro, surveying his handiwork, seemed satisfied. “I’m pretty sure we got everything out that needed to come out. I hope I didn’t hurt you too badly.” He seemed genuinely concerned he hadn’t hurt her too much.
Cassie looked at her leg, up at him, and back to her leg. She seemed unable to form a sentence, remembering the feel of his touch. “Uh, she – we – are really grateful. I’m sure it’s fine,” Taylor said, chiming in as her friend didn’t respond. With a quizzical look at Cassie, she said, “We are really grateful for your help. I don’t know how she would have made it to shore if you hadn’t been right there.” Cassie gave her friend a grateful glance for filling the dead air. Taylor winked at Cassie, and said to Alejandro, “So now what do we do, Captain?”
Alejandro smiled at the term, and quickly replied, “I’m no captain. Just a lucky guy with some skills that came in handy. And I would never pass up an opportunity to save a damsel in distress,” he said with a grin. So, he’s humble, too , thought Cassie, and funny .
“We should probably get you back to your house now, and out of this sun.” Alejandro looked up the beach toward the houses on the cliff. “Where, exactly, is that?” he said, sounding a little puzzled.
Cassie was glad Taylor had had the presence of mind during all the drama to switch the quad for the jeep permanently stored in Cassie’s parents’ garage. It wouldn’t be the first time the car had gotten them home safely during an adventure. “We can take the jeep,” Taylor said, tilting her head in the direction of the 4-wheel drive vehicle. “It’s the house right up there, just around the bend,” she said, pointing out the brick house with the arches standing on the cliff. “You have to go up to it from the back, but it’s easy. I’ll show you.”
Taylor picked up all the supplies and hustled over to the jeep, placing everything in the back. She opened both of the front doors for Alejandro and waited for them to join her for the ride up to the house.
Cassie braced herself to stand, hoping she could hobble over to the Jeep without falling flat in the sand. She gasped when, rather than let her get up and try her weight on her leg, Alejandro swept her up into his arms, carefully avoiding the gash. He set Cassie in the passenger seat, taking great care not to let her leg brush against anything that would hurt her in any way. Cassie melted into the seat, once again grateful for friends, new and old.
“I’ll sit in the back,” Taylor said. “You drive, Alejandro, and I’ll show you where to go.”
He hopped into the jeep and turned the engine over. With great skill, he traveled through the deep sand, avoiding any big dips or bumps. The short ride to the house was as gentle as it could have been, given the size of the sand dunes and the need for 4-wheel drive.
Pulling up to the house, he switched off the ignition, turned to Taylor and said, “Can you get some more bandages?” To