บท 124: Chapter 124

Imogen

"Is there anything else I can get you, Miss Ruthford?" The man with too many muscles asked. His arms looked like they wanted to attack the sleeves of his polo shirt and win their freedom from the too tight fabric. I repositioned the blanket over my shoulders and shook the weird thoughts from my head.

Hugh hadn’t lied about there being the chill in the air once the sun set. How could it be so hot in the day and get cold in the evening when we weren’t in the desert? And how was is it cold when the air was trying to suffocate me with humidity? I missed air-conditioning and my place by the water.

North Carolina could be hot, but the cool breeze off the ocean helped, and I rarely considered mother nature was actually trying to drown me with the water.

"I think I’m okay, Bennett. Thank you." I turned around to get a better view of the park and the complete mayhem that had descended on it within the last hour.