Page 198 of Daddy's Wild Girl

“Right. Don’t do that.” He bent down in front of her. “Lean on my back.”

“Corbin . . . I don’t think . . .” She didn’t think what? Why was it so hard to concentrate?

“Bebe, do it,” he said sternly. “Right. Now.”

So she slid her arms around his neck and he heaved her up onto his back.

“Do you k-know where the truck is?”

“Not exactly. And I’ve found something else.”

She could scarcely believe her eyes when they approached a ramshackle cabin.

“Am I dreaming?”

“Nope. This must have been where he was staying, I think. Let’s hope he left some supplies.” He carried her to the front door and set her down as he opened it. Then he carried her in.

It felt so warm in here compared to outside, even though she doubted that was actually the case.

“Let’s get you sitting down.”

“I . . . you . . . what?” she asked.

“Shit. We need to get you warm.”

She felt like things were happening at warp speed. One moment, he was in front of her. Next blink, he was lighting the fire. Next blink, he was stripping her off.

“C-Corbin. I f-feel funny.”

“I know, baby. We need to get you out of those clothes and get you warm.”

He laid her down in front of the fire. Huh, it was burning quite well. She seemed to be lying on a rug on the floor.

“I’m tired. I just want to sleep,” she moaned.

“Well, you can’t sleep yet, baby. Not until I get you all warmed up.”

“Is that why you’re stripping me?”

“Yep. You’re in wet clothing and we need to get it off.”

After he’d stripped her down to her underwear, he wrapped another blanket over her. Then he moved the blanket back away from her feet.

“Shit. It’s swollen and purple. Not good.” He got a cushion off the rickety old sofa and put it under her foot.

“I need to get some wood from outside, baby. Then I’m going to come in and lie with you. All right? Try not to go to sleep.”

“Gonna be hard.”

Blink. He was gone. Blink again. He was back and calling her name, shaking her.

“Noo, I’m sleeping,” she grumbled.

“And I need you to stay awake.”

Agonizing pain engulfed her toes and fingers. “Ahh!”

“What is it!”

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