“Are you an angel?” I coughed out. It was possible the light was coming from him if he was indeed an angel. Unfortunately, if he was, I wasn’t sure if he could tamp down the light he emitted.
I knew then that I was most likely delusional, thinking that an angel had been sent to save me.
“No, sweetheart. Are you?” his gravelly voice asked back with humor.
“Obviously not, or I wouldn’t be here freezing my ass off or my body throbbing.”
The man let out a deep booming laugh that made me want to smile, if it wouldn’t hurt so much. “Or the swearing.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I’ve ever been mistaken for an angel before. Do you think you could kill that light? It feels like my skull is splitting in two.”