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that had taken hold of him. She took a deep sip from the cup, keeping an eye on the man. His jaw tightened and she could almost feel his shoulders tensing up. He shook his head quietly, staring into the fire.
“Yes. But I think we can talk about it when we get home. It’s going to be a long day.” He gave her a peck on the forehead and went back to tending the food. Tess frowned slightly but shrugged, letting the anxiety trickle out of her with each breath. She had no doubts that together they could tackle and solve whatever it was that he needed to tell her. She hadn’t been with him for very long, but the sense of camaraderie and oneness she felt with the man could not be denied, and after their night of passion, she knew that he felt it too. Letting petty insecurities ruin her wonderful day seemed like an entirely silly thing to do.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The day had gone past much too quickly. With Jackson’s help, Tess had put up most of the cameras she had lugged with her and her backpack had got a lot lighter thanks to it. The beautiful scenery that Yellowhead offered could take her breath away, but she didn’t have nearly enough time to truly enjoy the gentle babble of the combining streams and the lush flora that was green even in the midst of fall. The air was crisp and nipped at her nose and cheeks as she flitted around, finding good places for the cameras so they could actually capture something of use. It would be heartbreaking to return to such a treasure trove a year later only to find that there was no usable footage due to lack of foresight.
It was well past noon when they finally started their long trek downhill and towards home. As much as it was a struggle getting up to Yellowhead, it was almost as hard coming down. The treacherous dips and valleys between rocky ledges made for deceptively easy walking, until the climber became too cocky and forgot about safety. It was easy to trip and fall on the mountainous path, and a simple accident like that could have horrific consequences. Tess could feel Jackson’s eyes constantly on her as they descended slowly, the man constantly within arm’s reach to help her if anything went wrong. She hadn’t thought about it before, but she had certainly noticed the man becoming more protective of her as time went by. Since she diffused the tense situation between Jackson and Ryder, the dark-haired ranger had started keeping ever closer track of her and making sure that she was never in any danger. It didn’t surprise her that he didn’t even try to hide it anymore, now that they had both admitted their almost painful passion for each other.
I wonder what has made him so wary of things… she pondered quietly, concentrating on not tripping all over herself.
Her bag was much easier to carry now. The descent definitely helped, but other than her sleeping bag, some emergency supplies and the tranquilizer gun with one single shot in it (which she doggedly refused to leave behind no matter where they went in the woods), there wasn’t much to weigh her down. Jackson hadn’t given her a chance to argue with him – he was carrying the tent and the cooking ware and that was that. Truth be told, her legs were still very sore and the full day of climbing up trees and clinging to ledges hadn’t made her very keen on asking for any additional weight to carry anyway. Jackson had estimated that they’d make it to the car at around midnight, because they had started off so late, but it was better than spending another night mere miles away from their own soft beds. Besides, Tess wanted to see what the ranger looked like without his shirt on when it wasn’t the dead of night, and she was going to be damned if she didn’t find out as soon as possible.
The thought brought a little smile to her face, which quickly got cut short as Jackson grabbed her by the shoulder and dragged her across a length of the rocky incline. He shoved her behind a large boulder,
“Yes. But I think we can talk about it when we get home. It’s going to be a long day.” He gave her a peck on the forehead and went back to tending the food. Tess frowned slightly but shrugged, letting the anxiety trickle out of her with each breath. She had no doubts that together they could tackle and solve whatever it was that he needed to tell her. She hadn’t been with him for very long, but the sense of camaraderie and oneness she felt with the man could not be denied, and after their night of passion, she knew that he felt it too. Letting petty insecurities ruin her wonderful day seemed like an entirely silly thing to do.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The day had gone past much too quickly. With Jackson’s help, Tess had put up most of the cameras she had lugged with her and her backpack had got a lot lighter thanks to it. The beautiful scenery that Yellowhead offered could take her breath away, but she didn’t have nearly enough time to truly enjoy the gentle babble of the combining streams and the lush flora that was green even in the midst of fall. The air was crisp and nipped at her nose and cheeks as she flitted around, finding good places for the cameras so they could actually capture something of use. It would be heartbreaking to return to such a treasure trove a year later only to find that there was no usable footage due to lack of foresight.
It was well past noon when they finally started their long trek downhill and towards home. As much as it was a struggle getting up to Yellowhead, it was almost as hard coming down. The treacherous dips and valleys between rocky ledges made for deceptively easy walking, until the climber became too cocky and forgot about safety. It was easy to trip and fall on the mountainous path, and a simple accident like that could have horrific consequences. Tess could feel Jackson’s eyes constantly on her as they descended slowly, the man constantly within arm’s reach to help her if anything went wrong. She hadn’t thought about it before, but she had certainly noticed the man becoming more protective of her as time went by. Since she diffused the tense situation between Jackson and Ryder, the dark-haired ranger had started keeping ever closer track of her and making sure that she was never in any danger. It didn’t surprise her that he didn’t even try to hide it anymore, now that they had both admitted their almost painful passion for each other.
I wonder what has made him so wary of things… she pondered quietly, concentrating on not tripping all over herself.
Her bag was much easier to carry now. The descent definitely helped, but other than her sleeping bag, some emergency supplies and the tranquilizer gun with one single shot in it (which she doggedly refused to leave behind no matter where they went in the woods), there wasn’t much to weigh her down. Jackson hadn’t given her a chance to argue with him – he was carrying the tent and the cooking ware and that was that. Truth be told, her legs were still very sore and the full day of climbing up trees and clinging to ledges hadn’t made her very keen on asking for any additional weight to carry anyway. Jackson had estimated that they’d make it to the car at around midnight, because they had started off so late, but it was better than spending another night mere miles away from their own soft beds. Besides, Tess wanted to see what the ranger looked like without his shirt on when it wasn’t the dead of night, and she was going to be damned if she didn’t find out as soon as possible.
The thought brought a little smile to her face, which quickly got cut short as Jackson grabbed her by the shoulder and dragged her across a length of the rocky incline. He shoved her behind a large boulder,
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