“And miss that sexy show?No way.”
She screwed her nose up at him and used the damp hand towel still in her bag to dry herself before dressing again and putting Damien’s shirt over the top to protect her from insect bites.
She leaned down and kissed him.“Sleep.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
His breathing slowed.She hung the hand towel and her other clothes from one of the string lines Damien had set up, though she didn’t expect them to dry in this humidity.Then she settled in to wait.
Two hours later, the rain had stopped as had the chorus of frogs, and the only sound was the occasional drip of water through the canopy.The satellite phone rang.
Before Mila could reach forward to wake Damien, he lunged up and grabbed the phone, his eyes only slightly sleepy.“Copy.”
Wow.What a reaction.Here was the well-trained soldier.
He nodded and then repeated some coordinates.“Copy.”
Damien hung up and grinned at her.“We’re going home.”
His smile was infectious, and she grinned as she untied the other side of the shelter.
In only a minute the camp was packed.Damien scanned the area to make sure they hadn’t left anything behind and then swept her up in his arms.“I’ll carry you.”
She didn’t waste her breath arguing, just wound her arms around his neck and snuggled in.
“Heel, Trixie.”The dog fell into step as Damien nuzzled Mila’s hair.
This was the end of their private interlude.Part of her longed to stay here and not return to the real world.
Would she and Damien have a chance out there?
At the shore it took little time to uncover the boat and launch it, Trixie jumping in with ease.
“I need you as spotter at the front,” he said.
She shifted into position with her oar and directed him through the still water, past the point and out into the open ocean.As they cleared the islet, she looked back towards the main island.
Everything was dark.It would be a while before power was restored.As she watched, a light blinked on.She frowned.“What’s that?”
It looked like they were the lights of a boat, but it was pretty late for anyone to be leaving.
Damien glanced over.“Boat.”He increased his speed and she kept her eyes on the water for obstacles.
“Do we need to be worried?”
“Shouldn’t concern us.”
Something in his voice was off.She glanced back but couldn’t see his expression well in the darkness.She checked their route and then glanced back at the main island.
More lights.The boat had lights on three decks.
Agus’s luxury cruiser.
She shook her head.That couldn’t be a coincidence.She had heard stories of him going away at night and coming back a few days later with the spoils of his outing.
But why tonight?
Unless he wanted to get away from the island and the pressure to help with clean up.Or he had a radar on board and was waiting for them to make a move.
