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that, I’d do everything in my power to save her.
    She laughed, shaking her head. “You’re so sure about this, aren’t you?”
    I quickly kissed her cheek and grabbed the oven mitts to get the pizza out. “I just have to do all the right things first. Dates, flowers, chocolates, surprises…can’t skip to the end.”
    She laughed again, smoothing her hand up and down my back. “You know, Gael, you don’t have to do all those things for me. They’re nice, but they aren’t important.”
    “I know, but I want to.” I nodded, trying not to blush as I cut the pizza. She’d also made me into a romantic of sorts. Yeah, I was itching to leave her a cute note or something. Just to show her that I was serious.
    Though at this moment, being romantic wasn’t exactly the best course of action. It would be fun, sure. But we had a storm headed for us and an island to get off of as fast as possible.
    Once we were off, I was going to get us someplace safe. Then I could try out being romantic.
    After that, it was only a matter of time till I found Danny.
    And when I did, he was going to wish that he’d never screwed me over.

Chapter 10
Summer
    “I wish I had my cell phone…” But Lou had taken it.
    “And I wish my phone hadn’t sunk.” Gael snorted. He was taking our predicament pretty good. Sometimes I felt like there was a little thundercloud hovering over his head.
    “Yeah, sorry about that.” I winced.
    “It wasn’t your fault.” He sighed, finishing off the last slice of pizza.
    I stared at the ceiling, wondering if we’d survive the massive hurricane that would make landfall tomorrow if we couldn’t find a way off the island.
    It was around midnight now. We’d given up on anyone seeing an email from us. Gael and I were tucked into his parents’ bed, watching a cheesy horror flick. We’d dragged all the supplies we thought we’d need. Food that wouldn’t spoil, bottled water, the old radio, and extra blankets and flashlights. We had a mattress laid over the big bathtub, one side of it duck taped so it wouldn’t fly off. We’d taken everything of value or meaning and put it in the big safe in the closet.
    I snuggled against Gael, listening to his heartbeat, and as I started to fall asleep, I hoped what he wished for came true. I hoped we survived this so that he could take me on all those dates, and then ask me to be his girlfriend. I hoped we made it. Because I knew that I was supposed to meet Gael for a reason.
    I slept restlessly, curled next to his side, and I laid in bed early the next morning listening to him breathe. In the distance I thought I heard thunder rumble. But it was probably my imagination.
    Then I remembered…
    On the island one summer. Searching for shells with Uncle Ben. He used to paddle me around in a little boat.
    No, not a boat.
    “The canoe.” I sat up, grabbing Gael’s arm. “It can get us off the island!”
    It was a little hard for him to get up. I tugged and shook him. “Ten more minutes.”
    “Gael, get up!” I shouted.
    He blinked. “We fell asleep?”
    “Uh, yeah. Now come on.” I said, pulling on my sneakers. I wasn’t going to be caught in a hurricane wearing anything other than sensible footwear. “Uncle Ben had a canoe. I know Lou would never get rid of it. I bet it’s somewhere on her property still.”
    Gael was out of bed when what I said really sunk in. We ran out of the house across the island for the storage shed behind Lou’s. It was an old, rusted piece of garbage. The door wasn’t even attached. Gael and I hauled out the mower, and started chucking junk until we came to the very back, where an old canoe was covered in dust and dirt.
    It took some effort, but we managed to drag it out.
    Gael examined it. “Think it’ll float?”
    I picked up a roll of duct tape that had been in the junky shed. “I’m willing to take a risk here.”
    He nodded. “Take one end, and let’s get it into the water. See what happens.”
    We carried it past the