not even funny,â she said. âWhy is it you think youâre so funny?â
He grinned and winked at her.
âBecause I am.â He tossed the rock into a nearby bush and cranked his neck. âCome on, the Tessa I knew was a survivor. Iâm betting you can suck it up and manage the trip. With puke bags in hand.â
âItâs not happening,â she said. âMy head is still spinning.â
Mac whipped his cap off and put his hands on his hips. He needed to get back to work. This was ridiculous.
âBe reasonable.â
âI am being reasonable.â
âIâm not staying here all night, Aunt Tessa,â Nick warned. âI could get bitten by a venomous snake or something. Or get eaten alive. What happened to doing what was best for me?â
Mac had to hand it to the kid. He knew how to manipulate and guilt-trip like a pro.
âYep, what he said,â Mac added.
âYou two are ganging up on me?â Tessa asked. âIâm telling you, Iâm not going back. I mean, not in that flying tin can. Nick is free to return to the lodge with you.â
âOn second thought, nothing like a night out under the stars to make a man out of a boy. Camping here would be good for you, Nick. A new experience.â Mac smiled at his nephew.
Nick stormed back to the cottage. Mac was grateful that Mugi and Kesi were staying inside to give them some privacy. Heâd given them a signal earlier when Nick had lost his composure. Not that Mac cared what anyone thought of himâsort ofâbut his friends meeting his nephew and Tessa for the first time was turning out to be a little embarrassing. Mac lifted his cap, scratched his head, then set it back in place.
âI tell you what,â he said, sitting back down next to Tessa. âWhy donât you go inside, chat with the Lagats and check on Nick. You have some explaining to do. At least out here he wonât run away. Maybe after a longer rest, youâll be ready for the flight.â
She dropped her head into her hands.
âYou donât understand, Mac.â
âI could see if Kesi can brew up one of her concoctions to help with your stomach. Sheâs very skilled with herbs.â
âI need to get back,â she said, her hands muffling her voice.
Oh man. Was she crying? He hoped not. This was why he lived alone. He silently swore, then rubbed her back. It was instinct. An act of comfort. Brother-in-law to sister-in-law. But she shivered when he made contact and he quickly pulled back.
âThat would be the point,â he agreed. âGet back and clear up the Nick situation. Clearly you can see this whole idea spells disaster.â If she wanted to go back, then why was she arguing about it? Why couldnât women make sense?
âIâm messing up your scheduled flights. Iâm so sorry,â she said, raising her head.
âMy...oh, yes...my customers. The photographers. Right. Um, no worries. Iâll radio Sue and tell her to take care of things. They wonât mind rescheduling.â
âMac, can I trust you?â
âI got you here in one piece, didnât I?â
She turned and, this time, she wrapped one of her hands around his. The sight of her slender fingers braided with his wiped out his train of thought.
âWhatâs going on here, Tess? This isnât just about Nick, is it?â
She shook her head and licked her lips. Too close for comfort. Was Tessa Henning coming on to him?
âI may be in trouble. Possibly even in danger. Not one word to anyone, Mac, until I have a chance to figure this out. Promise me.â
He nodded because how could he not. She wasnât flirting. She was desperate again. It must be some pretty deep trouble for her to have brought Nick here. Tessa looked over her shoulder, then back at him.
âMac, I think Brice may be involved in an ivory smuggling ring.â
Crap.
Mac pulled his hand out of hers.
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