Ethan sat back for a moment, his hands resting on his knees as he watched the flames flicker. He was too on edge to let his guard down completely, but his body ached for rest. His thoughts kept drifting back to their narrow escape—how they’d slipped away from the wreckage, how close they had come to being caught by the pirates.
Liza sat beside him, her shoulder brushing his. They exchanged a quiet glance, and in that brief moment, Ethan could feel the unspoken tension between them. It was impossible not to. Despite the chaos of their situation, there was something magnetic about the way she looked at him, like the world was on hold for just a beat.
“You’re quiet,” Liza said, breaking the silence. Her voice was playful, teasing.
Ethan tilted his head, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Just thinking.”
“Thinking about what?” Her grin was sly, as if she already knew the answer. “How you’re going to save us all?”
Ethan rolled his eyes, the banter grounding him. “I wouldn’t put it like that. But yeah, I’m thinking about how we get off this island.”
Liza leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You know,” she said with a wink, “when you said ‘I’m thinking,’ it sounded like you were about to say something else.”
Ethan fought the grin that threatened to spread across his face. He knew where this was headed, but part of him didn’t mind. They needed this distraction—the flirtation, the lightness. It felt like a small, stolen moment of normalcy in a nightmare of their own making.
“If you keep looking at me like that,” he said softly, his voice lowering, “we might have a problem.”
Liza tilted her head, her eyes narrowing with amusement. “Oh? And what kind of problem would that be?”
“A problem where I can’t keep my hands off you,” Ethan murmured, leaning in just a little, the air between them thickening.
Before Liza could respond, Grant’s voice sliced through the air, making them both freeze.
“Are you two done with flirting?” His tone was sarcastic, but there was a laugh hiding behind it. “Some of us are trying to figure out how we’re getting out of here.”
Ethan groaned, pulling away from Liza with an exaggerated sigh. “You’re lucky I like you, Grant.”
Liza leaned back with a playful grin. “Don’t worry, Ethan,” she teased, “we’ll save the flirting for later.”
Ethan chuckled under her breath, feeling a warmth spread through her. Moments like these—moments of light-heartedness amidst the chaos—reminded him why he was doing this. It wasn’t just about survival. It was about holding on to the things that made life worth living, even when everything seemed to be falling apart.
As night fell, the jungle came alive with sounds. Distant animal calls, rustling leaves, and the occasional thump of something heavy moving through the underbrush filled the air. Ethan remained alert, his senses heightened. He couldn’t afford to relax—not yet. The pirates were still out there, and they had to find them before they found the group.
Liza sat close to him, her shoulder grazing his. He could feel the quiet companionship between them, the unspoken bond that had only grown stronger in the face of danger.
“We need to figure out what to do next,” she said softly, breaking the silence between them. “How do we get off this island?”
Ethan’s expression hardened. He had been thinking about that very thing. “Our option is the dangerous one, but it's the only one now,” he said quietly. “We need to find their camp first, they must have a way to get off the island. Once we know that... we make our move.”
Liza nodded, her fingers brushing against his arm. She didn’t need to ask more questions—she trusted him, and that made all the difference.
Ethan wasn’t ready to sleep. Not yet. But at least for the moment, with Liza beside him, he wasn’t alone. And that was enough to keep going.
The quiet moments shared in the heart of the jungle felt like a brief escape from the chaos of their situation. Tomorrow would bring new challenges, but for tonight, the connection between them was a small but vital thread of hope in the darkness. As the night wore on, Ethan kept his watch. He wasn’t sure what the next day would bring, but one thing was clear—they weren’t just fighting to survive. They were fighting to escape. And Ethan wasn’t going to stop until they were free.
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