27| Keep Your Eyes To Yourself

He sighed. “I’ll join you later.” He nodded at the tent entrance. “Make yourself comfortable.”

The tipsiness left Mel and it felt as if she had been brought back down to Earth. She shifted towards the entrance and then stopped. She whirled around to face Bjorn. He had stepped away only to pause when he noticed Mel’s sudden movement.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“For a short walk,” he answered and then his brows lightly furrowed. “Why do you ask?”

“Oh, that’s good.” She mellowed and rubbed her arm, looking down to shuffle her shoes against the grass. She drew in a sharp intake of breath and glanced up to meet his eyes. “Do you know of a river nearby? I would like to wash up before I lie down to sleep.”

“You can do that the following morning,” he said deadpanned and Mel blinked, astounded. “What is it?” he asked, annoyance seeping into his tone at her reaction.

“I’m sweaty. You want me to lie down in this state?” She swayed her arms around herself, demonstrating the light patches o