Cannon had finished putting the tent together, then tossed some sand around it so it could blend it from above. He shook off the blanket and placed it inside. He held it open for Ryver to crawl inside. She did without a word.
He rubbed his hands up and down her back when they were both lying down. Finally, he whispered into her ear. “I’m only sorry that you’re in this situation at all. It doesn’t seem fair you are suffering for wanting to make the world a better place.”
She nodded against his arm. “You’re right, but that doesn’t change anything.”
They were too tired for such a serious conversation. He reached for his pack and took out a few protein bars and some jerky. “We should probably eat first before we get to sleep...”
In the middle of his sentence, Cannon heard the light snores
