Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System novel Chapter 48

Julian’s heart raced as he watched her, unable to pull his eyes away, until he stepped on a branch. He noticed the woman become alerted to his location due to the sound, and just as he was about to turn and run away, he slipped and twisted his ankle.

He fell straight into a small mud pile, covering his face in dirt.

Laying on the ground he watched the beautiful woman turn around, her breasts bouncing due to her panicked movements.

Julian felt a his body heat up, with his blood rushing down to his manhood.

He was shocked to feel such a strong effect. It was a pretty common thing for women to throw themselves at him, trying to gain his favor. But in all of those times, he’s never had a physical reaction, especially one so strong.

The woman ran around like a startled deer, making him chuckle. Her silly antics helped distract him from the pain from twisting his ankle.

She cautiously walked up to him, "Hello? Are you okay?", she asked softly, her words slightly shaky from nervousness.

Julian closed his eyes as she approached him.

"Umm...Miss, would you mind putting some clothes on first?", he asked. He knew that if he were to open his eyes now, his mind would most likely go blank.

He heard her stiffen at his request, followed by quick footstep back towards her camper.

She came back a few minutes later wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe, her hair still wet from the interrupted shower.

"Umm, are you okay? Do you need help?", she asked again.

Julian opened his eyes again to see a pair of large green eye staring at him with worry.

Here I was peeping at her, and she’s worried about me!

Julian looked at her until he realized it was the same woman from the restaurant! "This is Dr. Weston’s daughter!!", he thought to himself with shock!

Rayne looked over at the tall man who was covered in mud. He looked like he was in a lot of pain. She noticed the swollen ankle and realized he must have twisted it.

"Here, grab onto my arm. I’ll walk you over to the picnic table over there," she said, pointing to the picnic table beside her camper.

Julian wasn’t really sure what he should do, but he reached out to grab her extended arm.

She helped lift him off the ground, unfazed by the mud he was covered in. Poor guy must have been running for his life.

She carefully led him over to the picnic table, allowing him to use her as support as he hopped over on one leg.

"Thank you very much, miss," said Julian as he finally sat down on the bench. He looked around and marveled at the cozy setup she had. He was surprised to see potted flowers and small decorations that brought a lot of charm to this little mobile setup.

Rayne brought over a basin of warm, soapy water and a small rag so that Julian could wash some of the mud off of him.