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Retreat

Every once in a while, you need to get away from it all. I was a woman on the edge, shaken and shattered after a breakup that felt like it tore my entire world apart. My best friend, sick of watching me drown in misery and melancholy, harassed me until I agreed to go with her on a week-long wilderness retreat. She promised days spent bonding and getting in touch with our inner bad-asses. It was supposed to be all about the two of us roughing it and making do with the bare minimum. She assured me we were going to be pushed to our limits in ways that were unimaginable. Neither one of us could have ever guessed just how right she was. Nowhere in the glossy brochure did it say anything about the fact I was going to have to battle the insufferable but deliciously rugged and sexy trail guide instead of the elements. The brochure also forgot to mention the part that warned when y ou left civilization behind, there was no place to pack your inhibitions and fears. I was told that I would be facing a week where the only thing I should expect was the unexpected. However, no one mentioned that I was going to have to fight for my life…and my heart as soon as I ventured into the unknown. I was a pro at hiding from my feelings but when it came time to face a real threat, one that could change everything, I learned I was more of a no surrender, no retreat kind of girl. Retreat is created by Jay Crownover, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Jay Crownover · perkotaan
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54 Chs

Chapter 32: No Easy Way Out Part 2

Chapter 32: No Easy Way Out Part 2

Deciding I couldn’t keep my head down or my mouth shut any longer, I moved around the tree on my hands and knees prepared to drop to my stomach if bullets started blazing over my head again. I crept and crawled my way over to where Cy was trying to calm the jittery horses and met his glare with one of my own when he caught sight of me.

“I told you to stay put.” He snarled the words at me looking extra fierce as smeared blood from his head wound dotted his forehead.

“I didn’t listen.” I reached out so I could stroke Boss’s neck. He was sweaty and I could feel how nervous the big animal was. “I don’t want to go with Sutton, Cy. I want to go with you.”