“God, I must smell like a horse after a long run. Ugh!” June sniffed.

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Her physical appearance was appealingly sexy, not that she was flouting it, but what drew him toward her most of all was her character her loyalty determination and the inner strength, otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken this on, she’d have been sitting at home carrying on with life, unconcerned regarding the outcome for both her brother and Jackson.

“God, I must smell like a horse after a long run. Ugh!” June sniffed.

“No worse than me I imagine. Having said that, you smell like the great outdoors. Nothing wrong with that.”

“You charmer!” Nigel smiled.

“A long soak will feel heavenly when we’re done here,” she admitted. “Even though I’m not given to luxuriating baths; I prefer showers.”

“We might be able to do something about that then. There is a waterfall up ahead that might fit the bill.”

“As long as it’s concealed from prying eyes, I’m in.”

They continued along the path and then veered off toward the mountainside and within moments, came across an idyllic little waterfall surrounded with enough vegetation to offer protection. June rushed toward the waterfall with Nigel taking up the rear.

Parking their gear to the right of the waterfall, Nigel suggested he look around first ensuring privacy. He nodded when he returned, “Ok.”

June took off her boots and socks then stripped, dropping her clothes at her feet before gingerly moving under the waterfall to enjoy. Although chilly, there was just enough sun peeking through to warm her body. Time was of the essence, so she scrubbed her hair and body vigorously with a little bottle of soap she’d brought,  delighted at feeling clean invigorated and refreshed.

Nigel was standing guard, his back toward her and she hurried to her backpack, wet clothes in hand, dropped them and grabbed a fresh set of clothes and hurriedly dressed. “Done!” she called out while wringing out her wet clothes which she then hung atop nearby bushes. Perhaps they’d be here long enough for them to dry enough to repack. If not, she’d willingly leave them behind.

Grabbing a wide comb from a side pocket, she walked toward Nigel. “God that felt wonderful!”

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