"That's okay," Eva said. "I'm going to rest a while." She glanced over toward the fire. "At least until the food is ready. I assume I'm invited to dinner tonight," she added with a grin.
Riaz smiled and she knew she'd broken whatever mood he'd been in a moment ago. "Of course." He looked toward the horizon and the sinking sun. "Sundown okay for you?" he joked.
Eva smiled at him. "That sounds fine." She glanced down at her jeans and shirt. "I'm afraid I don't have an outfit to wear. You'll have to take me as you find me," she said, lifting a brow.
Riaz's brows furrowed, his gaze darkening suddenly. He leaned closer and when he spoke his quiet voice was thick and heavy. "I'll be happy to take you whatever you're wearing, Eva," he murmured.
She instantly felt her face color, felt the heat flushing her cheeks.
She stepped hurriedly into the tent. "Call me," she said quickly and dropped the tent entrance flap into place.
Standing in the quiet of the tent, alone again, all she could think of in that moment was the way Riaz had spoken to her and the hungry look on his features as she'd backed into the tent, seeking safety.