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Chapter 14
Jasper returned ten minutes later with a stack of wood in his arms. My body had cooled down rapidly in his short absence. His face held an embarrassed look as he set up a place for a fire in a corner of the cave.
A smile curled my lips at his back. His fingers pausing briefly in their work as he sensed my amusement. It was entertaining to watch him tear a piece of wood apart as if it was tissue paper.
He put on a show for me as he dramatically held up a pointed piece of wood. Watching the makeshift stake come down at himself fearfully. He faked his death as the wooden stake splintered against his chest.
"I'm melting. I'm melting." He moaned out in faux despair sinking to the ground. I couldn't hold in my laughter at his impression of the wicked witch. By the time my laughter died out, Jasper was rummaging through the backpack. He pulled out the waterproof matches that were usually kept in one of the metal kits from the lifeboat.
The fire was slow to start but was roaring quietly only two minutes later. Heat quickly suffused the cave, warming my cold body. Our wet clothes were placed as close to the fire as possible.
I emptied out the backpack, we would be spending the night here. The storm wouldn't allow safe travel, at least for me. Finished with the fire, Jasper came to sit next to me. The physical distance from each other made me loath the cold weather. He was only a foot away from me but I had gotten used to our almost constant touching.
The storm was loud, the wind being very audible to my ears. Rain created wet clicking sounds against the hard rock of the surrounding area. In the space of an hour the storm only got worse. It was thundering outside. A few times I heard trees being struck by lightning.
"I hope the storm let's up by the morning." Jasper spoke. He was concerned. "We should have enough fire wood to last the night."
"What about our home?" I asked worried. I could only hope that it survived intact. "I don't know but it is fairly sturdy." Jasper's words reassured me. The cabin seemed to be solidly built. Even enough to make it through this storm.
I moved closer to the fire as I ate the fruit that we had brought with us. The food made me feel better. Another hour passed by, spent talking about motorcycles of all things. I made Jasper promise to take me on his Ducati when we got off the island.
Our clothes had dried in the last hour. My vampire insisted that I wear his also, after all he couldn't get hypothermia. It was weird to be the only one wearing clothing. I'm sure many girls would do anything to be around such a scantily clad Jasper.
I doubted he would enjoy any of their attention. A mental picture formed in my mind of the blond hiding in a high school janitor's room. Jasper smiled wryly at the description of my thoughts. He had actually had to do that once because of a rumor Emmett had started as payback for a prank.
A deafening sound unlike any other came from close by. My ears rang from the noise. A large tree hit the opening of the cave, sending shards of rock towards us. A scream escaped my throat involuntarily. Jasper blurred in front of me, shielding me from the deadly debris. I had the weirdest luck.
The vibrations in the walls and floor ceased only seconds later, leaving my body tingling slightly. Adrenaline had once again gifted me with an even higher ability of observation.
My arms hugged Jasper to me as tightly as my human strength allowed. Jasper pulled away from me after a minute, double checking that I wasn't injured. He was satisfied in his search, brushing some dirt and smalls rocks from my hair.
"That scared me." Jasper whispered softly then lightly brushed a kiss against my forehead. We separated completely when Jasper noticed that the fire had gone out in the collision of tree and cave. I missed his comforting touch but he didn't want me getting too cold. In the hot weather his cold skin was a blessing but now it was a curse.
By the time the fire was restarted I was very tired. I laid as close as I dared to the flames. The arms that usually held me as I fell asleep were woefully absent. I wanted his arms around me more than anything right now. The last thing I remembered before my sleep claimed me was the warmth on my face and Jasper's soothing voice quietly singing.