Chapter 74

When they made camp, Frank paced back and forth impatiently as the meat cooked over the fire. Sophyra finally stepped in front of him.

"Come with me, Ga'briyel," she said, laying her hands on his chest.

"Why? I need to eat, Sophyra. My stomach is trying to digest itself right now."

She smiled, took his hand, and led him around one boulder and then a second and a third until they could not hear the sounds of the camp anymore. "I know that, husband, but you are making everyone nervous with all your pacing. The meat will not cook any faster with you standing over it. Besides," she said, stepping closer, "I know of one way to help you warm up."

With a grin, Frank picked her up, spun her toward the boulder, and pressed her up against it. "You do? And what might that be?"

In answer, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. He groaned at the heat coming off of her, and, although he knew it was not true heat that would help him recover, it still felt good.

When they returned to ca