Black's hands were weak as he removed his clothes, took a change of clothes from his bag, and put the ones he had removed back in the bag instead of the clean ones. He closed the bag and stepped into the water to wash away her scent.
He cleaned his skin with a handful of moss, then dipped his head under the water, holding it there for as long as he could hold his breath before he surfaced. This removed the last of the feminine scent.
He emerged from the stream and stood on the bank in the fading sunlight until the rising winds of the evening dried most of his skin. He shook his head to dry his hair faster. It was still damp, but no one would question his story.
He got back to the jeep quickly and put the bag back. He would have to wash his clothes right away when he got home to get her
