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be wrapped up in his arms that she stopped thinking for a while and just luxuriated in the sweetness of the moment. She had goose-bumps as small waves of pleasure swept over her. Alex sighed in his sleep.
    Or was he asleep? The hand that was between her breasts was now cupping one of them, circling softly over it with his thumb.
    Melanie stayed still, and just let herself feel the intense pleasure that radiated downward. With his other hand, Alex reached up, moved her hair away from the back of her neck and softly kissed her neck. When he got to her ear, he took her lobe between his teeth.
    Her breathing grew quick, and she yearned to turn around and face him, and all that was being offered to her, but knew there would be no turning back if she did. So she forced herself to resist him and the pleasure he was giving her.
    She brought his hand away from her breast, and up to her lips. She kissed his knuckles then moved his arm away, scooting over so that there were a few inches between them.
    He seemed to fall back asleep quickly, but it was a long time before Melanie could quiet her thoughts and senses enough to drift back into sleep.

CHAPTER 5
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    T he next morning Melanie woke first, her muscles tight and sore from a night on the cold, hard ground. Since Alex was still fast asleep, she crawled out from under her half of the sleeping bag, and stretched in the chill morning air.
    She searched through the plastic bin, feeling a rush of gratitude when she found a small jar of instant coffee. The embers from last night’s fire still glowed, so she added a little wood building up the fire enough to heat water to make coffee in the one small pot.
    Soon she was sitting on one of the logs Alex had dragged to the fire the night before, drinking her second cup of a bitter brew, and watching him as he slept.
    She decided that he reminded her just a bit of how Sam had looked when he slept. There was a similar flush to his cheek, and the lines of his face blurred and smoothed making him seem much younger than the conscious Alex. She hadn’t asked how old he was, but Alex appeared awake, to be in his late twenties, or early thirties at the most.
    For a few minutes, she felt peaceful watching him, but then she remembered that they were still lost.
    As she woke up so did her bladder, and the coffee didn’t help matters. She pulled on her shoes, and climbed up to the top of the rocky ridge beyond the trees. This time, she made note of where she walked in relation to their site.
    On the way back she came to a clearing that drew her up to a view of a wide expanse of open country, and she climbed up to the highest point.
    A hawk was flying in the cloudless morning sky, almost parallel to her view, and as she followed him with her eyes, he led her to see a tiny ribbon of grey through the green. The more she looked at it the more it seemed as if it must be a road.
    It seemed very far. How far she couldn’t judge, but she began to be sure it was a road and maybe even the highway.
    Her heart leapt in her chest, because she knew if she could see it, then they could get to it. If it was a road then it had to go somewhere.
    “Yes, yes, yes!” she shouted into the valley.
    There was no echo, but the hawk screeched in answer.
    Now that she’d seen the road, she felt a soothing optimism and realized just how worried she’d been.
    If there was a place to go, somewhere they could walk to, then they were no longer really lost.
    “Melanie?”
    She turned and saw Alex walking toward her, looking worried.
    “I heard you shouting. Are you okay?”
    She ran to meet him, grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the edge.
    “Oh, Alex, look! A road!”
    His eyes followed where she pointed. “I don’t see it.”
    “There! Right over there.”
    “Oh, yeah! I see it.” He looked at her and grinned. “Lucky us, you’ve got eyes like a hawk.”
    “How far do you think it is?” she asked.
    Alex shielded his eyes from the bright,