Chapter Six
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"Yep. You"ve officially gone over the wall with this one, Billie Crowne." She squatted and poked the fire to build up the flames. Those years she"d spent going deer hunting with her father had taught her many skills to help her cope with camping in the wilds, including keeping the wood she"d gathered underneath a waterproof cover or a tarp so that it remained dry and combustible.
She stirred the pot hanging over the glowing coals, warming her hands over the pit. At the sound of the tent"s flap unzipping, she smiled. Presently, Patrick stepped into the open. The man glanced around the clearing before resting his gaze on her. She gave him a smile. "Breakfast is ready. I hope you like cream of wheat."
"Sounds good. I"m—"
"Starving?" she finished for him.
He"d wrapped
