Chapter Nine
They were now nine days into their journey and Melony had done her best to avoid any further close contact with Hunter. Thankfully, he seemed to sense her trepidation and gave her the space she needed to sort through her jumbled feelings. At least that's what she hoped he was doing by not attempting to kiss her, touch her or bathe with her anymore. Or maybe he was just plain turned off because she didn't jump into the sack with him quick enough.
But that was silly, she counseled herself as they tramped over pleasantly level ground for a change: an open meadow brightly splashed with false azaleas, wild roses, violets and several types of berries. Hadn't Hunter told her he would wait until she was ready?
Now she found herself annoyed. He said he would wait for her as if he kn
