Page 29 of Marks of Rebellion
He continues carrying me through the jungle and directly to the campfire area. Ryker, Axel, and Malin are sitting on tree stumps. Penelope and Julieta are standing over the makeshift table and stirring something. A camping griddle is over the fire.
"Breakfast?" Hunter asks.
"Yep. The ladies practically begged to make it, so who are we to deny them?" Ryker grins.
"Really?" I ask.
Julieta rolls her eyes. "More like we didn't choose the correct option."
"The correct option?"
"We had to pick whether we were eating pancakes or something Dirk caught for breakfast."
"Dirk?"
"He's big into fresh meat," Malin explains.
"Oh. Can I just say I'm relieved that means we're having pancakes?" I admit.
"Agreed," Penelope says. "I'm tired of jungle food."
"Can I help?"
"I think we have it handled, but pull up a stump and stay. We can chat." Julieta wiggles her eyebrows.
Oh jeez. She must have heard us last night.
Ryker snorts.
Hunter sets me on the ground and takes his flip-flops out. "Someone needs to go to town and get the ladies some essentials."
"I'm sure Andre will let us go," Ryker replies. "He hasn't come out yet."
Axel stands. "Have a seat, Vanessa. Hunter, we need to talk in private."
"Thanks." I sit.
The four men step far enough away we can't hear.
"So. How was your night?" Julieta smirks.
"I don't have any complaints. Do you have any?"
She snorts. "I bet you don't."
I look in Hunter's bag for a comb. "Nope. Slept like a baby. You?"
"Umm, would you call that sleep?"
I shrug and find the comb then use it to detangle my hair. "Best kind in my book. Okay, Hunter needs to use conditioner."
"Not everyone is as up to date on women's grooming supplies as Santiago Gómez," Penelope huffs.
I shudder at the thought of him.
"Hey, did you find out where they are supposed to be taking us?" I ask.
Both women shake their heads.
