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do. Her hands flew through the signs and the man's eyes widened.
"I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're trying to tell me."
Chapter Five
Hunter ran through the mud almost the entire way back, wanting to get to the cabin as quickly as possible. He hated that worried look on Becca's face. She was having a hard time dealing with the fact that she couldn't talk. He remembered a time when she'd told him the doctors used to think she faked it, that she could have talked if she'd wanted to. Hunter knew better. Something within her just stopped, and it seemed that a big event brought it on. He should have realized the possibility of it happening today after he fell.
She'd saved him. She'd jumped into that water and pulled him to shore.
They had a habit of saving each other.
"Okay, I'm back! I told you it wouldn't take long-" Hunter stopped. Becca stood in the hall with her eyes wide. A dark haired man stood before her, but turned to him when he walked in. "You probably want to know who we are," Hunter blurted. Maybe he was the owner of the cabin.
"That's what I'm trying to find out from the lady here." The man waved his hands at Becca.
"Look, we don't mean to intrude. We'd spent the morning on a boat and happened to come across the island. As we were heading back, the ties on our boat came loose and then the storm hit. We're both injured. The boat is still in the water somewhere. I hated the idea of having to force our way in here, and we don't mean any harm. We just needed a place to clean up and shelter from the storm for a bit."
The man's features softened. Concern filled his eyes instead of the irritation Hunter had seen when he first walked in. "Is she deaf?" he asked, pointing at Becca.
Hunter sucked in a breath, hating the way the man used the words as if something were wrong with Becca. Then he pushed the fury aside. "No, she can hear. She's just having a hard time." He motioned for Becca to come closer. When she did, he pulled her in for a hug. "It's all right now," he whispered. He let her go and slid an arm around her shoulders. "Look, is there a way we can stay here for the night, until the storm dies down?"
"It's actually not my house. The summer residents are arriving in a few days. I came to see how the cabin was doing in the storm. Your lady friend was the last thing I expected to find. Not sure how much I trust strangers, but I can see that you're injured. All right, a night. But no damage. I want your name then. I'll help you in the morning to get back to where you're going. I assume the main island?"
Hunter sighed in relief. "Yes, the main island. I really appreciate this. My name is Hunter Beckman. I don't intend to cause any damage, but rest assured, if there is any I will pay for it."
The man nodded as if to say 'Damn right you will' but said nothing more on the subject. "There isn't any food in the fridge, but I can bring a few things over for you. My wife tends to make leftovers, and we have plenty of beverages."
"We'd appreciate that."
"My name's Shane. I'll be right back with something for you guys then." Shane nodded at Becca, his eyes inquisitive and curious.
"Thank you." Hunter squeezed Becca's shoulder affectionately. As Shane left and shut the door, Hunter turned back to Becca. "I bet that must have scared you," he said softly.
She nodded and signed "I hate when I get like this. I signed to him, but he didn't understand."
"Well, it was good thinking. It gave him the impression that you couldn't vocally talk to him. Let's hope that after a good night's rest you'll be good as new."
"How is your head?"
"It hurts like hell, but I'm going to survive. Maybe I'll see if Shane has anything I can take for the pain, but it's bearable for now at least. And you? Your legs and ankle?"
"Achy. Knees are swelling up as usual from pushing so hard, but I'll be okay."
"Well, now that you're dry, why not make yourself comfortable on the couch? I'm going to change real quick. Maybe Shane won't make
"I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're trying to tell me."
Chapter Five
Hunter ran through the mud almost the entire way back, wanting to get to the cabin as quickly as possible. He hated that worried look on Becca's face. She was having a hard time dealing with the fact that she couldn't talk. He remembered a time when she'd told him the doctors used to think she faked it, that she could have talked if she'd wanted to. Hunter knew better. Something within her just stopped, and it seemed that a big event brought it on. He should have realized the possibility of it happening today after he fell.
She'd saved him. She'd jumped into that water and pulled him to shore.
They had a habit of saving each other.
"Okay, I'm back! I told you it wouldn't take long-" Hunter stopped. Becca stood in the hall with her eyes wide. A dark haired man stood before her, but turned to him when he walked in. "You probably want to know who we are," Hunter blurted. Maybe he was the owner of the cabin.
"That's what I'm trying to find out from the lady here." The man waved his hands at Becca.
"Look, we don't mean to intrude. We'd spent the morning on a boat and happened to come across the island. As we were heading back, the ties on our boat came loose and then the storm hit. We're both injured. The boat is still in the water somewhere. I hated the idea of having to force our way in here, and we don't mean any harm. We just needed a place to clean up and shelter from the storm for a bit."
The man's features softened. Concern filled his eyes instead of the irritation Hunter had seen when he first walked in. "Is she deaf?" he asked, pointing at Becca.
Hunter sucked in a breath, hating the way the man used the words as if something were wrong with Becca. Then he pushed the fury aside. "No, she can hear. She's just having a hard time." He motioned for Becca to come closer. When she did, he pulled her in for a hug. "It's all right now," he whispered. He let her go and slid an arm around her shoulders. "Look, is there a way we can stay here for the night, until the storm dies down?"
"It's actually not my house. The summer residents are arriving in a few days. I came to see how the cabin was doing in the storm. Your lady friend was the last thing I expected to find. Not sure how much I trust strangers, but I can see that you're injured. All right, a night. But no damage. I want your name then. I'll help you in the morning to get back to where you're going. I assume the main island?"
Hunter sighed in relief. "Yes, the main island. I really appreciate this. My name is Hunter Beckman. I don't intend to cause any damage, but rest assured, if there is any I will pay for it."
The man nodded as if to say 'Damn right you will' but said nothing more on the subject. "There isn't any food in the fridge, but I can bring a few things over for you. My wife tends to make leftovers, and we have plenty of beverages."
"We'd appreciate that."
"My name's Shane. I'll be right back with something for you guys then." Shane nodded at Becca, his eyes inquisitive and curious.
"Thank you." Hunter squeezed Becca's shoulder affectionately. As Shane left and shut the door, Hunter turned back to Becca. "I bet that must have scared you," he said softly.
She nodded and signed "I hate when I get like this. I signed to him, but he didn't understand."
"Well, it was good thinking. It gave him the impression that you couldn't vocally talk to him. Let's hope that after a good night's rest you'll be good as new."
"How is your head?"
"It hurts like hell, but I'm going to survive. Maybe I'll see if Shane has anything I can take for the pain, but it's bearable for now at least. And you? Your legs and ankle?"
"Achy. Knees are swelling up as usual from pushing so hard, but I'll be okay."
"Well, now that you're dry, why not make yourself comfortable on the couch? I'm going to change real quick. Maybe Shane won't make
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