FL's POV:
"Miss, Miss. Are you okay? Miss, wake up." I heard an alluring voice of a man shaking my unresponsive body. I can sense his presence though my body is too weak to respond. I smiled in my mind. Well, if this is how my life ends then it's more than okay. at least I won't die alone in that cold fuming ocean.
I am actually aware of what he's been doing on my body, like searching for my pulse and trying to feel my heartbeat with his head on my chest. Mister, I'm alive! I wanted to shout but oh that's my consciousness speaking up.
"She's alive!" I heard him spoke. ughhh finally! I guess he's with someone, probably his friend or whatever he is, anyway it doesn't concern me. I was drawn-out with my thoughts when suddenly I felt a soft wet thing on my lips. dang! Is he kissing me? No! it's a mouth to mouth resuscitation, you dirty mind. But that was actually my first kiss if I put it all together. I guess I would make him take the responsibility of stealing my first kiss. Hehe.
After a while, I felt water gushing through my throat until I felt myself coughing with water. Slowly, I tried to opened my eyes, though only halfway.
Mom, I think I'm in heaven. I smiled when I was able to get a glimpse of the man's features. Was he my savior? I guess yes. My vision is quite blurry but I was able to see his watery black hair dripping down his face. phew! My eyes landed on his toned trunk. I gulped at the beautiful scene in front of me. Girl, that six packed abs was every woman's dream to touch. He's not shirtless though. I could only see the traces of his leaned body through his white fitted shirt. I drooled inside my mind. Pervert mind! Hehe
"Miss, can you hear me?" I heard him asked again. Worry can be felt in his voice. I smiled at the thought that a total stranger was asking for my well-being. It's kinda new to me.
He has this silver gray eyes with a bloody lip. Any sane woman would die wanting to taste it for sure. dang! What am I even thinking? Such a filthy brain. I scolded myself. Another thing, he has a fair skin color. All in all, I can say that he is a total package and I guess he is around 27 or 28 years old. Oopps! Did I just size him up? Ah, weird.
Hey mister, are you single? Cause I am. My nasty, silly mind wants to asked him. then I giggled within.
"Miss?!" I felt his finger on my jaw, he lightly wobbles it. I indeed opened my eyes weakly but I can't even say a word nor stand up on my own. I guess fighting and going against the waves and floating for how many hours had drenched my strength, literally all my strengths! I feel like a living zombie.
"Get me my horse!" I heard him ordered the man beside him. Horse? Isn't he going to call 911? Or a cab perhaps and send me to the hospital? Why ride a horse when there are other options? my mind wants to protest. ah, what a weird gentleman.
"Liam, the horse is here and the doctor had already dashed at the camp." I heard the other guy said. Ah, this man is called Liam. What a nice, ohh scratch that, what a handsome name with a handsome, almost-perfect picture. Yes! that was the right description I can somehow give.
"Hi Liam, my name is Diana. Diana Wilshire. You can call me Yana for short. 26 years old from the country of Maharlikans. A writer and a blogger. Nice meeting you. By the way, I'm single and ready to mingle." My naughty egghead was speaking on its own, although I know that he can't hear me at all. Ha-ha! What a mischievous thought! Just stop it Diana, will you? I scolded myself.
How am I able to have such impish thoughts with my current condition? I presume that facing a life and death experience can drive you insane.
Then I felt two arms lifting my sexy body on the ground. Then the last thing I remembered was sitting on a horse's back. Dang! He was serious! Then I don't remember the rest since I completely lost my consciousness.