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“I’m here to rescue you.”

His hands were tightly closed around her wrists, where they would remain until he was confident that she wasn’t going to take a swing at him.

For a moment, still sprawled on top of him, Pru wavered. Was she being rescued? And then suspicion crept in between the lines. “Where are the others?”

“There are no others,” Joshua told her.

Her eyes widened. “You’re it?”

“Yup. Lucky me. Not that I wouldn’t find this position interesting at any other time.” He opened his hands, releasing her wrists. “But I think we’d better get out of here before one of those Neanderthals comes to investigate.”

Pru scrambled to her feet, managing to have more than just marginal contact with all parts of him. “Just who the hell are you?” she demanded hotly, her cheeks burning.

A smile twisted his lips. “At the moment, I’m your saviour.”