After Pricilla disappeared into the jungle to relieve herself, I took that moment to dash into the foliage. I was determined to find Samuel, and I wanted to search for him on my own. I had visions of him crawling on the ground wounded and bleeding. A hand wrapped around my forearm, halting me. It was Jack. “Let me go!” “Where the hell are you going?” “To find Samuel.” I struggled against him. “You goddamned fool! By yourself?” He looked angry. “Yes, by myself. Let go!” “I’m goin’ with you.” “You most certainly are not!” “Oh, yes I am. You’re gonna get yourself lost, you stupid woman.” I stood my ground. “I’m not stupid. You’re the worst ever, Mr. Carlyle. You…you libertine!” He smirked. “That’s the best ya got?” We faced one another, attraction pinging like an invisible force field. “I hate you.” “I doubt it.” “You’re arrogant and…horrible.” He smiled crookedly. “Come on. You can chew me out while we walk. You can walk and talk now, can’t you?
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