But no one answered.
"It's getting hot in here." Heat pressed against the slanted cockpit windows and poured in through the missing one.
"Soon it'll be hotter in here than outside. We'd better go see if we can
reconstruct our circle in case anyone is looking for us. The plane is probably covered in sand."
He followed Ronnie out of the cockpit, trying not to let the lilt of her slim hips hypnotize him as she swayed across the tilted plane. He probably shouldn't be thinking about her gorgeous body at a time when they needed to work fast to save their own lives, but it was hard not to.
It took some effort to get the plane door open, as sand had piled against it during the night. Naturally all their hard work of yesterday had been obliterated. "You go rest and drink some water. I'll drag a circle in the sand." He wanted to be a hero, to save both of them and whisk her off into an air-conditioned sunset. Every hour they spent out here brought them closer to the end of their water. Even if they paced themselves, their supply would last a day or two more, at most.
She jumped down to the sand. "There's no way I could sit idle right now. Two of us will get it done faster."
A sense of urgency fired adrenaline through Zadir's muscles. He was sure that he was the reason they'd been stranded there and left for dead, and he had no intention of letting his enemy win.