CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
The river down which we floated was some two hundred feet wide and meandered lazily through the same hilly countryside that surrounded the Bounding Inn. The depth was great enough that we could easily swim beneath the surface through the deeper channels.
Ros didn’t stop us until we were well away from the last culvert, and then he directed us into a shallow pool. Tree limbs shaded the waters, and we frightened a school of fish that had the same hiding idea as us. I plopped myself on a fallen log and breathed out my watery air.
Ros joined me at my side and swept his eyes over the area. “We’re on the wrong side of the border, but I figured you’d want to rest for a while.”
I leaned up and pecked a kiss against his cheek. “You had the right idea.”
A sly smile slip
