Chapter 18
“It’s been almost two weeks since we first met in the Colombian jungle—one of us right side up and the other absolutely not.”
“You always seem to make me feel that way, Hannah.” Jesse figured it was like the first time riding a horse. Something he didn’t remember, but Hannah had sure complained about it until she got the feeling that being in the saddle was better than sitting on her butt in the tall grass looking up at a horse. She made him feel all off balance.
They’d taken a couple of blankets and ridden out onto the open prairie. Their horses slept quietly where they’d been tethered on long leads near an old oak tree. The stars were out again as he held her close. He’d learned to leave Hannah lots of silence for her thoughts, so he just nuzzled her hair shining in the sta
