than the people I normally take out on a trail ride.”
“In a good way or a bad way?” Silver advanced toward him.
“Neither. Just different.” He pointed in through the open doorway. “If you look right through the back you can just about see the open vault.”
Chapter Four
God, she was tired. The sun was setting, and there were no other lights around them as Ben finally called a halt. In the gathering darkness, she could just about hear the sound of running water and make out a copse of trees. For some reason, she’d been expecting a lot more than that.
She managed to dismount and just stood there holding Ladybug’s reins as Ben started to unload the mules.
“Where’s the backup staff?” Silver asked.
“The what?” Ben looked over at her, his face barely visible in the gloom.
“The people who set up the campsite.”
“That would be us.” He set two of the packs on the ground and started on the second mule. “Everything we need is in here. Which would you rather do first, start the campfire, or put up your tent?”
She slowly closed her mouth. “I was kind of expecting those things would be done for me.”
His teeth flashed white in the darkness. “If you want to eat and sleep safely tonight, then you might have to manage your expectations.”
He walked over and took Ladybug’s reins out of her unresisting fingers. “I’m going to release the horses and mules into the enclosure. Do you want to help?”
Aware that if he went away too far from her, she’d be alone in the dark, she nodded. “Sure.”
“Come on, then.”
She stumbled after him, leading Ladybug and Ted toward the dense group of trees. “Do we have food for them?”
He glanced back at her. “Nope, they’ll be having beans and singing Kumbaya with us around the fire.”
Silver took a moment to respond. “I hope they sing better than you do.”
Ben chuckled. “I’ve got hay, and if there’s not enough grass for them to graze on, I have alfalfa pellets, which we’ll also be eating if we don’t get our camp set up.”
He removed Calder’s saddle and placed it on the sturdy fence. Silver tried to do the same with Ladybug’s and staggered at the weight before she managed to right herself and just get it on the fence.
“Good job,” Ben said as he took off Calder’s saddle blanket and bridle, replacing it with a halter before he turned to the mules.
He spent a few minutes checking each animal over, picking up their feet to inspect their hooves and generally making sure they were in good shape. While he worked, he offered Silver a running commentary of what he was doing and encouraged her to get involved.
After securing the gate of the enclosure and checking the animals had access to water, he turned back to the campsite. “Come on.”
Silver didn’t even mind when he grabbed her hand and towed her up the slope.
“Can we start with the tents?” Silver asked plaintively. “I don’t think I want anything to eat. I’d just like to go to sleep.”
“Sure.” He knelt down and unrolled one of the packs. “Here’s yours. There are instructions on the top.” He glanced over at her, a challenge in his eyes, and she stiffened. “While you do that, I’m going to start the fire.”
* * *
When he came back with some wood, Ben tried not to look directly at Silver who was sitting on the ground puzzling over a pile of poles, a ground sheet, and the tent fabric. Usually, he helped the guests with their tents, but her expectation that they would have a support staff setting everything up for them had made him think that she needed to understand that her participation in all events was not only required, but essential.
He hunkered down beside the two flat stones in the center of the circle and carefully stacked his wood before adding some dried grass to act as an accelerant. The wood was quite dry, so he was confident he’d soon have a decent fire going. He always carried cured wood with sap, which burned easily and kept burning long enough to start a good fire.
“Ouch,” Silver muttered. “This is way more complicated than it looks.”
After making sure that the fire was taking, he went to take a look at what she’d accomplished so far.
“Push that left side pole in further and you’ve got the basic shape,” Ben said. “Then all you have to do is build the sides and the roof structure and you’re good to go.”
She looked over at him. “You don’t think I’m going to be able to do it, do you?”
“No shame if you can’t,” Ben said provocatively. “You can always share mine. It’s also bigger.”
The glare she gave him made his lips twitch, so he turned away, opened up his own tent, and started construction. He set a lantern between them so that she’d be able to get a good look at what he was doing. He also slowed down so that she wouldn’t miss anything.
“I did it!” She squealed and jumped up and down like she’d won a medal or something.
“Go, you.” Ben handed her a canvas bedroll, a pillow, and a sleeping bag. “You can put those inside and then come out and get something to eat.”
She disappeared inside the tent and reversed out, giving Ben a fine view of her jeans-clad ass. She sat back on her knees and looked up at him, her hair in disarray and her cheeks flushed.
“There is one thing . . .”
“What’s that?” Ben asked.
“Where’s the bathroom?”
He extended his hand wide. “Pretty much wherever you want it.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“Nope.” He turned back to his pack and handed her the camp trowel. “Stay two hundred feet from the creek and the camp, and you’re golden.”
While she stomped off with her torch in something of a huff, he set a tripod over the fire with a pot and boiled some of the water from his flask. There were a couple of sandwiches left over from lunch, but they’d definitely need something else.
He pulled out a couple random packs of freeze-dried food and placed them close to the fire. Silver might not be hungry, but he certainly was.
When she came back, he held out a roll of recyclable toilet paper. “I forgot to mention we have all the luxuries.”
She sniffed. “I used my tissues, thanks.”
She definitely wasn’t happy with him, but there wasn’t much he could do about it. Either she
