Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 117177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 586(@200wpm)___ 469(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 586(@200wpm)___ 469(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
But when we grew quiet, I reached weakly across the floor for his hand, and he curled his sweat-dampened fingers around mine. “No one I’d rather go through epic food poisoning with.”
He smiled wearily at me. “Back at you, mi cielo.”
I must have drifted off, because the next thing I knew, Chris was lifting me gently to undress me and help me into the shower. My energy depleted, my head spinning, I could only hold on to him as he cleaned us from head to toe.
Out of the shower, I leaned against his back as I drank the bottled water he’d insisted I consume. All the while Chris brushed the tangles out of my wet hair and pulled it up into a bun so it was off my neck. I made sure he downed a bottle of water too, and then he helped me into a fresh silk nightie and led me back to bed. “Big spoon or little spoon?” he murmured in my ear as we got in.
“Big.”
Sometimes when I was too hot, I preferred to be the big spoon.
So Chris turned, and I snuggled into his back, my head pounding, feeling like I might sleep for a year. I slid my arms around his waist, and he covered my hand with his.
After pressing a kiss to his naked back, I whispered, “Feel better. I love you.”
“I love you too,” he murmured.
My last thought before falling asleep was that weirdly after our ordeal I wasn’t afraid of the temporary long-distance relationship looming in our immediate future. We loved each other. We took care of each other. I was pretty sure if we could experience this level of “intimacy” and come out of it closer than ever, we could deal with a little bit of distance.
Chris and I were in this for life.
Through all the epic adventures and through the very worst ones too.
As long as we had each other, we could handle anything the cosmos sent our way.