Dark Titan Journey: Wilderness Travel
her stuff to see it was in and on her pack. She picked up Ares’ pack and lifted it on his back and buckled it on.
    Not able to help it, Nathan scoped out Jasmine as she stood up, stretching. “Whoa,” Nathan mumbled as he walked over to Jasmine and watched her roll up her sleeping bag. “Jasmine, tell me you have some pants in your pack, please?” Nathan asked in an almost begging voice.
    “Pants? Yes I do,” she said, not understanding.
    Relieved, Nathan asked tactfully, “Will you please put them on, and how about a shirt that’s not so—revealing?”
    Putting her hands on her hips, Jasmine snapped in a harsh whisper, “This shirt covers everything.”
    Giving up on tact, Nathan asked in a straightforward manner, “Okay, how about a shirt that’s baggy and doesn’t show you to be a hottie with real nice tah-tahs?”
    Seeing the look on Nathan’s face, she stifled a giggle. “No, they’re all like this. I’m sorry. If that’s the case I don’t think you’ll like the pants either,” Jasmine informed him.
    “Get your stuff packed and I’ll be back,” Nathan said. He saw John looking around on the ground, making sure he didn’t leave anything.
    Very impressed with John, Nathan made a mental note to say something as he reached in his pack and pulled out his ACU top like Amanda was wearing; he also pulled out his ACU pants. He pulled out a belt and cut a length of paracord then walked back to Jasmine. “Put these on,” he said, handing her the pants. She started to comply but the pants caught on her boot. Nathan helped her pull them on and couldn’t help but notice she was solid muscle and in really good shape.
    His ACU pants were large and long and swallowed Jasmine, but he was able to tighten the waist till the pants at least didn’t fall down. She put the belt on as he ran the paracord over her shoulders, making her some suspenders. When he tightened the cord he noticed her tah-tahs were kinda big and were holding up the string. He wanted to run the string around the tah-tahs but he wasn’t about to go there. He hesitated and glanced at her as she was working on the belt. “Um, Jasmine, could you …” Nathan said, pointing at the cord.
    “What?” she asked.
    “Like around the hooters,” Nathan said, motioning on his chest. Rolling her eyes, Jasmine sighed and pushed the cord off her breasts as Nathan tightened the cord and tied it. Jasmine tucked the pants legs in as Nathan walked back to his pack.
    “Man, she’s got some knockers,” Amanda told Nathan when he bent down to get his gear.
    “Yep,” was all he said, putting on his gear and trying not to laugh at Amanda’s description.
    “Nathan, if I don’t take this damn vest off tonight I’m going to shoot someone,” Amanda said, adjusting it under her clothes.
    “We’re staying by Lake Henry. It’s only twelve miles away,” he said. “I want to make it by this afternoon. We need a day of down time.”
    “Fine by me,” Amanda said.
    Knowing something was up because Amanda didn’t complain, he narrowed his eyes and asked, “Are your feet hurting?”
    Looking up with a totally innocent face, she said, “I put some new socks on and the bandages were a little bloody.”
    “Will you answer the damn question?” he barked out in a whisper.
    “Yeah, they’re hurting a little, but nothing like yesterday,” Amanda admitted, slumping her shoulders. A part of her really didn’t like that she couldn’t bluff Nathan, but the rest of her loved it that he cared that much for her.
    Grateful she answered without a debate, Nathan patted her shoulder. “Thank you. Did you check the ground?” he asked.
    “Didn’t find anything except the empty food wrappers,” she said. “And I buried them like you taught me.”
    “Let’s go then,” Nathan said and turned to see Jasmine and John waiting. “Single file okay? I thought I heard some people coming through the woods in this direction around midnight,” he whispered. Checking his

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