Chapter Seven
Sunlight streamed in the front window of the cabin, giving the large room a bright glow. Col was already up. He’d doused the fire, cleaned up, and disposed of the leftover food.
Her clothes were folded neatly at the foot of the bed and her boots were standing next to the end of the couch.
They had to leave. This cabin belonged to other people who could come back any time. They’d already used some of their precious water supply. Naomi felt guilty for not having anything to leave in exchange.
“Did you sleep well, shuarra?” Col asked, his gaze falling on her as he entered the cabin and stomped his snow-covered boots on the rug. “Everything is ready to go.”
She slithered out of the bed and pulled on her clothes one piece at a time. Strangely the cabin didn’t feel too cold, e
