Week 336 – All of a sudden there are lights and sirens surrounding them

Fury unlike anything Emma had ever experienced before flooded through her system, decimating the fear.

How dare he.

He knew absolutely nothing about her, about what she’d suffered, what she’d lost. His accusation hit directly on her most sensitive nerve, her greatest pain, and she hated him for it.

Those black eyes of his flickered for a moment, and his grip on her neck loosened. Taking advantage of that she shoved at his chest with all her might, it did little more than hurt her hands, but it obviously amused this man who did the last thing she expected and burst into laughter.

“Are you laughing at me?” she demanded, still riding her high of anger. It would fade soon enough, when this huge man decided he was ready to kill her.

“You’re adorable,” he said as a response and released his hold on her, stepping back and lowering his weapon.

Guess she was no longer a suspect in his mind. Emma couldn’t say the same for herself. He’d shown up here with a weapon, threatened her, left her with bruises she was sure. He had what it took to kill whoever had been on board the boat.

“But you don’t have what it takes to take lives. You didn’t do this. Did you answer the distress call, Emma?”

While he seemed inclined to move on as though he hadn’t hurt her, terrified her, she wasn’t so inclined to forgive and forget. Still she couldn’t not answer, that would be rude.

“Yes. Did you?”

“Yeah. I didn’t see anything when I was approaching, but you got here first. Did you see anything?”

“Just a boat leaving, I thought it was odd, wanted to check everything was okay, so I came on board anyway. S-saw the b-blood …” An image she would never forget. It was seared into her mind now along with all the other times she’d seen blood drenched floors.

“Hey.” The big man stepped closer, grasped her chin, only this time his touch was incredibly gentle and there was not a spark of fury in his black eyes. “You’ll be okay, you’re tough.”

That surprised a laugh out of her. “How would you know? You don’t know me.”

“You hit me. Granted it didn’t achieve anything, but even though you were scared you fought back. You’re a fighter, thats all I need to know.”

Unsure what to make of his statement, said so confidently, Emma said nothing. Then all of a sudden there are lights and sirens surrounding them.

While she interpreted that as a sign the cavalry had shown up, the man obviously did not. Grabbing her hand he dragged her along with him out into the cold night.

“Hope you can swim,” was all he said before he picked her up and jumped off the side of the yacht with her in his arms.