"There won't be time," he growled, flicking a glare at the blond that persistently followed and questioned. "I've been trapped under wreckage for hours. I have to report in." He fully intended to check in, hand off the package and would get looked over once he was hauled out of the water.

Yet, he twisted in the water to face the blond, showing all of his sharp teeth. "I think you've misplaced your concern for me. I don't need your help. If you stay or follow me, you're going to get hurt or worse captured."