So, we will camp here? Has anyone scouted the area? You're sure it's safe?"
"Swift Antelope and Red Buffalo checked for trackers last night and this morning. As crazy as it sounds, Red Buffalo claims the girl's hasn't even gone for help yet."
"He's such a coward, he's probably waiting to be sure we're gone. I'm surprised his women haven't ridden to the fort for help. They are by far the better fighters."
Scarcely aware he was doing it, Hunter feathered his thumb back and forth on the girl's arm, careful not to press too hard because of her burn. She was as silken as rabbit fur. Glancing down, he saw that her skin was dusted with fine, golden hair, noticeable now only because her sunburn formed a dark backdrop. Fascinated, he touched a fingertip to the fuzz. In the sunshine she glistened as though someone had sprinkled her with gold dust.
"Swift Antelope still hasn't stopped talking about the younger one," Warrior said. "Her courage impressed him so much, I think he may be smitten. I have to admit, though, once you get used to looking at them, the golden hair and blue eyes grow on you."
"Maybe you should take her across the river and sell her, eh?"
"I could double my investment." With a grin, Hunter pulled the robe back over her. She reacted by shrinking away from him, and he gave a disgusted snort. "She must think we're hungry and she's going to be breakfast."
"Speaking of which, are you going to feed her?"
"In an hour or so. If we're staying here today, I can go back to sleep." He drew his knife and cut the leather on Loretta's wrists. "Wake me if the sun gets on her, eh?"
"You'd better keep her tied."
"Why?" A yawn stretched Hunter's dark face.
"Because she's looking skittish."
"She's naked." Sheathing his knife, Hunter flopped on his back and shaded his eyes with one arm. "She won't run. Not without clothes. I've never seen such a bashful female."
"The truss up their females in so many clothes, it would take a whole sleep just to undress one. Then they have them wear breeches under the lot. How do they manage to have so many children? I'd be so tired by the time I found skin, I'd never get anything else done."
"You'd think of something," Hunter said with a chuckle.
"Swift Antelope and Red Buffalo checked for trackers last night and this morning. As crazy as it sounds, Red Buffalo claims the girl's hasn't even gone for help yet."
"He's such a coward, he's probably waiting to be sure we're gone. I'm surprised his women haven't ridden to the fort for help. They are by far the better fighters."
Scarcely aware he was doing it, Hunter feathered his thumb back and forth on the girl's arm, careful not to press too hard because of her burn. She was as silken as rabbit fur. Glancing down, he saw that her skin was dusted with fine, golden hair, noticeable now only because her sunburn formed a dark backdrop. Fascinated, he touched a fingertip to the fuzz. In the sunshine she glistened as though someone had sprinkled her with gold dust.
"Swift Antelope still hasn't stopped talking about the younger one," Warrior said. "Her courage impressed him so much, I think he may be smitten. I have to admit, though, once you get used to looking at them, the golden hair and blue eyes grow on you."
"Maybe you should take her across the river and sell her, eh?"
"I could double my investment." With a grin, Hunter pulled the robe back over her. She reacted by shrinking away from him, and he gave a disgusted snort. "She must think we're hungry and she's going to be breakfast."
"Speaking of which, are you going to feed her?"
"In an hour or so. If we're staying here today, I can go back to sleep." He drew his knife and cut the leather on Loretta's wrists. "Wake me if the sun gets on her, eh?"
"You'd better keep her tied."
"Why?" A yawn stretched Hunter's dark face.
"Because she's looking skittish."
"She's naked." Sheathing his knife, Hunter flopped on his back and shaded his eyes with one arm. "She won't run. Not without clothes. I've never seen such a bashful female."
"The truss up their females in so many clothes, it would take a whole sleep just to undress one. Then they have them wear breeches under the lot. How do they manage to have so many children? I'd be so tired by the time I found skin, I'd never get anything else done."
"You'd think of something," Hunter said with a chuckle.
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