Page 117 of Affair
That helped both of them.
“Trust me,” he said, when he broke the kiss. “Look at what we found.”
Slowly, he opened his eyes, and he was staring at Gamble. When he turned his head, expecting to see a momma spider and her hungry babies, he blinked.
That was not what he was seeing.
Instead, the cavernous space loomed out in front of them.
“What the bloody hell?” he asked.
He stared into the space, and it looked like other people had been there at some point.
There was a pool of water, and there was a place of smooth rock where a fire had once burned.
“What is this place?” he asked.
Gamble put the lighter away. It was light enough in here that they could see. Oh, it was like twilight, but that was better than scary darkness. The light shone off the water, and it casted waves of reflection onto the walls of the grotto.
“That’s the rock formation. It’s been hollowed out by the water over time. We’re in a cave.”
He still held onto him.
“Are we safe here?” he asked.
That was a good question.
It didn’t look like anyone had been there in a while. In fact, it looked like a very safe place to be, considering what hunted him.
And Poe.
“Yes. We’re safe.”
That was all he had to hear.
He let out a breath of relief.
“Thank freaking God,” he said.
Because they needed to get their bearings, Gamble set him free.
“Let me look around,” he said.
Poe stood there, and as the man walked away, he felt bereft. He missed being in his arms where he felt safe. It was crazy that in three months their roles had been reversed.
Gamble was back to being a hero.
And when he left, Poe’s heart would be broken. Suddenly, he didn’t want him to go. Suddenly, he wanted him to stay.
With him.
Forever.
The man moved around, and when he dropped in front of the water, he smelled it. Then, he traced the source.
“This water is potable. We won’t get sick drinking it, but we’re going to boil it anyway,” he said, seeing an old can, and some wood in there.
Poe moved closer as Gamble was checking out the other pool not far away.
