Chapter 88

After eating the best steak and potatoes I have ever had the privilege of putting in my mouth, Wade drags me out of the packhouse and down the front steps. His hands are entwined with mine firmly as he looks back and smiles like an eager child trying to show their mom a new trick. The moment we are near the woods he slows down and grins at me.

“Dinner was amazing,” I say truthfully.

“Yeah, it didn't turn out too bad.”

“How are you feeling?” I ask as I point to his stomach.

“Honestly, not too bad. It feels weird though, I’ve never healed this fast before so it kind of feels like my skin is constantly moving. Almost like it’s itchy.”

“When do you need the dressing changed?”

“Probably when we get back. I was hoping for a shower of some sort once it's at least not an open wound.”

“I’ll help you with the dressing when we get back to our room.”

“So,” he says, clearing his throat. “James needs me to head back with him in a week.”