[Adam needed to stop assuming he'd seen it all out here. How he'd missed the man in the sand was beyond him, but the comment almost had him jumping out of his skin.

A hand came to his chest instinctively as he willed his heartbeat to slow.]

You scared the shit out of me.

[The prosthetic though? That's as familiar as anything to a man married to someone with one arm.]

I'd hold onto that if I were you. Around here you might need it.