“You’ll have to show me a lot more of those.” Cam loved flirting with Michael. The end result was always worth it.
“Oui. Ici?”
“No, not here. It’s too wet here. We’ll have to get this exploration done, and then we can go back into the house.”
In response, Michael pulled her even closer and kissed her long and hard. By the time she was finished, they were both out of breath.
Cam laughed as she picked up the axe and forged ahead through the brush. “We should have brought a chaperone. It seems that’s the only way we ever get things done.”
A little while later, they finally came to a fast-moving stream. It was about two or three feet wide and looked deep in places.
“I bet that last stream runs into this at some point,” Michael speculated.
“You’re probably right,” Cam agreed.
“I will go upstream a ways to see how it flows. It could get really filled when the snow melts in the mountains.” Michael made her way up the creek.