Page 41 of Fourth Point Of Contact

“Oh, I’m not worried about that. If I get too hungry, I’ll just slit your throat while you sleep and eat you for dinner.”

A bark of laughter burst from my lips at her wit. “I’ll be sure to sleep with one eye open.”

“Won’t do you much good if I stab that out the day before.”

“You know, I’m starting to get concerned that I didn’t go down in a plane crash with a normal person.”

“You absolutely didn’t, but you already knew that from all my secrets.”

“I did.” She looked so damn nervous about being left alone. Before I knew it, my feet were carrying me over to her and I was pressing a kiss to her beautiful lips. “I’ll be back soon.”

I duckeddown behind a tree and waited for the deer to pass. As much as I would love venison for dinner, it was way too much for just the two of us. There was no way we’d be able to eat that much meat, and until I had a better idea of how long it would take to get us the fuck out of here, I wasn’t going to kill anything we couldn’t eat.

Slowly, the deer moved on and my real target came closer. A nice, fat rabbit hopped out from a bush and made its way closer and closer to the trap I’d set. While it was nothing sophisticated, I hoped it would be enough to slow him down so I could snatch him before he hopped away. The last one got away way too quickly.

“Just another few steps,” I whispered. As soon as the rabbit fell into my trap, I rushed out and caught the fucker by the foot, slitting its throat instantly and ending his pain.

Holding it up, I grinned to myself and headed back toward camp where Piper was waiting, looking just a little too terrified for my liking. As soon as she heard the rustle of leaves, she twisted her head in my direction and relief flooded her face.

“I got dinner,” I said, holding up the dead rabbit.

The grimace on her face was enough to make me laugh. Being in the wilderness was not for everyone, but especially not when you were dressed in a stewardess outfit. “Delicious.”

“Are your clothes drying?”

“Uncomfortably, so. I swear, I’m never stepping foot outside the city again once we’re rescued.”

“You’ll have to get a pedicure or something.”

“Is that all men think women do? Go have spa days?”

I started skinning the rabbit, preparing it for our meal while she stared at me expectantly. “Of course not,” I lied. “I’m sure you have more important things to do.”

“Such as?”

I quickly scanned through my memory of the women at OPS and what they did with their spare time. Somehow, I didn’t think Piper spent her days in competition with other ladies throwing knives.

“Well, obviously, you go shopping, too.”

“Obviously,” she burst out laughing.

“Okay, so what do you do in your spare time?”

Her teeth sank into her lower lip as her eyes turned sort of glassy. Was she fucking daydreaming? “I read books.”

I let out a sigh of relief. That couldn’t be too bad. “Yeah? What sort of books do you like?”

“Fantasy.”

I nodded. It figured she’d like that shit. “So,Harry Potter.”

“Sure. I likeHarry Potter,” she said with laughter in her voice.

“What does that mean?”

“It means it’s cute that you thinkHarry Potteris what I meant.”

I got to work on the rabbit and quickly stripped the meat, carefully laying it out on a rock. The water was already boiling by the time I sat down, and Piper looked like she would kill for the first taste.

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