Chapter33

#Chapter33

Fugitives

Ian's POV

Push.

Shit.

Push.

Come on, wake up you fool.

Push.

I pushed hard on Ted's stomach one more time and he squirted water, coughing loudly afterwards. We were both soaked. Our clothes had latched onto our body like a second skin.

I raked my hair, sending the curls backwards. Ted overturned, coughing sharply,his hands on the pebbles. His teeth clashed together rapidly and he crossed his arms, shivering. Well, good thing I was a devil. I could warm myself up anytime. Removing my jacket, I wrapped it around his body and earned a shocking look from Ted.

/"Stay here, don't move./" I got up from the stony shore and surveyed the area.