“Neither have I.” He had to be insane to try the withdrawal method.
“No, I mean I’ve never come twice like that.”
He raised his head, looked down at her. “Seriously?”
“Seriously.”
“Then it’s about damned time.” He kissed her hair. “I hate to ruin the mood, but we should get dressed. We donotwant to get caught with our pants off.”
She moaned in protest, snuggled closer to him. “I like you naked.”
“I like you…” His head came up, his expression grim. “Did you hear that?”
“Hear what?” The rain had stopped, but she didn’t hear anything.
In a blink, he was on his feet, weapon in hand.
Adrenaline brought her wide awake.
He walked over to the table and put out the lamp, leaving her to grope in the darkness for her clothes.
Had Naing’s men caught up with them? If they had, how were she and Connor going to get down from the tree house without being seen?
“I’d give my left nut right now for night vision goggles,” Connor said softly, his voice coming from near the door. “Stay down.”
And then she heard it—a strange guttural sound, deep and sonorous.
That wasn’t soldiers.
Connor opened the door, a sliver of moonlight spilling over him to show that he had his weapon raised. He glanced outside—and grinned. “Holy shit.”
“What?”
“Elephants.”
Shanti hurried over to him. “Wow!”
There were seven elephants. They strolled through the camp, not seeming to notice Connor and Shanti.
“It’s a group of males.”
“How can you tell?”
Connor pointed, a grin on his face.
“Oh! Good grief.”
“I’ve always wanted to see elephants in the wild.”
“All you had to do was sign up for the Jungle Abduction Tour. Don’t you wish you’d brought your camera?”