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drowsy, like he
wouldn't mind going to sleep, but she was sure the offer was genuine.
    “I’m
good,” she said. She’d gotten a little turned on, but not enough to make it
worth the effort of trying to reach orgasm when she was so cozy and content as
it was.
    “Maybe
later.” He adjusted, pulling her into his arms more securely.
    “Definitely
later,” she agreed. She nestled against him, listening to the rain. It didn’t
sound so torrential now, and the tent was still nice and dry. The air was very
cool, but she was warm with Paul under the sleeping bag.  “I think I like
camping,” she murmured, rather foolishly. It felt like she might drift off to
sleep at any moment.
    Paul
sounded like he was about to fall asleep as well. “Maybe I like it too.”

Ten
     
    Emily was looking hot
and flushed, and Paul was getting worried.
    They’d
been hiking for over an hour, and they’d left the woodland trail a while ago
because Emily said it felt too commercial and not authentic enough to the PEI
experience. By that, he assumed it didn’t feel as much like Anne of Green
Gables as she wanted.
    He
hadn’t minded leaving the trail. They had a well-detailed map of the area,
including all of the established hiking trails. He also had a top-of-the-line
hiking navigator that was ultra-durable and waterproof and came equipped with
high-sensitivity GPS, barometric altimeter, electronic compass, and an enormous
collection of preloaded maps. He wasn’t worried about their getting lost, and
he had been finding the trail a little boring himself, especially since they
kept running into other tourists who all seemed to want to chat.
    But
Emily’s face was red now, and her skin was damp with perspiration. He started
to get prickles of concern. The last time she’d gotten a fever, it had come on
her without warning and had spiked in just an hour or two.
    They
were walking through a thickly wooded area that occasionally thinned out into
little meadows, ponds, or creeks. They’d plotted a route on Paul’s navigator
that would take them from the place they left the trail through the woodlands
and then back along the beach until they reached where they’d parked the SUV.
    “How
are you feeling?” Paul asked, when he’d glanced over at Emily again and saw
that she still looked troublingly hot.
    She
gave him a confused look. “I’m fine. I’m in decent shape, you know. I’m not
going to collapse from a few miles of hiking.”
    “I
didn’t think you were. I was just wondering how you were feeling in general.”
Because he couldn’t resist, he reached over and felt her forehead.
    She
made an annoyed sound in her throat and pulled away. “I’m fine, Paul. I’m not
sick. It’s just getting hotter, and I wore too many clothes. It was cold this
morning.”
    It
was midday now, and the temperature had indeed risen significantly from where
it had been this morning. Paul had taken off the long-sleeved shirt he’d been
wearing over his t-shirt this morning and was now just wearing a pair of casual
khakis and the white t-shirt. Emily had taken off her zip-up sweatshirt, but
she was still wearing her jeans and a long-sleeved white undershirt with a
green t-shirt layered over it.
    “Take
off one of your layers,” he suggested.  The trees had thinned some, and they
reached a clearing where a creek trailed picturesquely through the woods.
Beside it were several large rocks. “We need to stop and eat lunch anyway. Do
you want to stop here?”
    Emily
seemed to think this was agreeable. As Paul unpacked their lunch from the
backpack he carried, Emily took off her t-shirt. Then, with a sheepish look in
his direction, she took off her undershirt and pulled her t-shirt back on.
    Paul
tried not to look at her in her bra, since he didn’t want to start thinking
about sex midway through their hike.
    They
ate their packed lunch of sandwiches, grapes, chocolate cookies, and bottled
water, chatting companionably about the Green Gables sights