"I thought you said I was your only girl?" I murmur at the sound of an unfamiliar female voice calling John's name, teasing him even before I'm fully awake.

Even after a year on the island, the chill in the room feels more familiar to me than the heat, and noticing it wakes me as much as Will's words.

"Oh, God. Where are we this time?" It doesn't feel dangerous yet, but the shiver the goes through me has nothing to do with the weather.