“Give me that rock,” he interrupted, gesturing toward the pointed shard of rock she’d been using to saw through the shell, without success.
“I already tried—”
“Give it to me.”
“But I already—”
With a low, irritated growl, he snatched the rock from her hand and she fell silent, sitting back on her calves to watch as he went to work on the coconut. Diego ignored her, frowning as he bent over the coconut, looking up only when her stomach rumbled loudly.
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