“No, not yet.” He touched her arm lightly. “You okay?” He leaned around the tree trunk so that he could look at her.
“Hmm?” She looked up to meet his gaze. Which was a mistake, because the confused concern hovering in their depths only made her want to reach out to him once more. “Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” she replied. “I was a bit on edge about the whole secret camp with a dead guy in it last night, but I’m okay this morning. He obviously wasn’t a good man, and perhaps he even deserved what he got.” Not that anyone really deserved to be killed in cold blood and left to rot in the bush. But that wasn’t the point.
“No, that’s not what I meant.” He pursed his lips. “There’s something else going on in that clever head of yours, I can tell.”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “Nope, nothing else is g
