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if he could finagle a reason to score alone time with her. If not, then at least no one would be around to witness his attempted and failed seduction.
    He walked to her tent and unzipped the door, holding it open to the side so she could slip through with her backpack still on her back. As she passed by, he caught the scent of her flowery perfume.
    Damn he’d missed that smell.
    He’d only had the opportunity to catch a hint of her perfume a couple of times over the course of filming the other shows. But every time he had, the scent made him long to wrap his arms around her and bury his face in her hair. Her scent was delicious, intoxicating … arousing.
    â€œYou get settled and I’ll come back in a bit to show you around the rest of camp.”
    â€œOkay.” She nodded, looking around as if unsure of what to do next. “You know where to find me.”
    He zipped the door closed again to give her privacy. He knew exactly where he hoped to find her someday soon — in his arms.
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    Zoe surveyed her room … tent. Hell on earth might be the most accurate description.
    Okay, so maybe hell on earth was exaggerating a bit.
    Her tent was larger than she’d expected. Feared. Whatever.
    She had imagined Chip giving her a tiny popup tent she’d have to crawl into with no room to move around. Thankfully, her tent was not like that at all. It looked to be about a twelve feet by twelve feet, military styled tent. One that could have easily housed a few people instead of just her.
    Along one side of the tent, a cot waited for her with a sleeping bag still rolled up with a few wool blankets folded on top and a pillow. Without even sitting on it, she could guess it wouldn’t be the most comfortable bed she’d ever slept on, but it was better than the ground so she wouldn’t complain. Too loudly.
    Beside the bed was a canvas set of drawers. It wasn’t big, but it would hold a few of her things, like bras, panties, and T-shirts. On top of that sat a large lantern, a flashlight, and a radio with a clock on the front. She unzipped the inside flap just above the drawers to reveal a screen style window facing out to the lush, dense forest. A ray of dampened light fell across the cabinet, hitting what appeared to be solar panels covering the tops of the gadgets. Good thing they’d gotten here early enough for a few hours of sunshine to come in her window so everything would have time to charge before it got dark.
    The last thing in the room was a small cooler. She peeked inside. Instead of finding chilled Perrier and snacks on ice, like she’d hoped, she found a reusable water bottle, a mirror, a bottle of hand sanitizer, some towels, and a few other random things.
    Sighing, she took a deep drink from the water bottle. Barely a trickle came out of the bottle. She unscrewed the lid only to find a filter attached to the inside.
    Definitely no Perrier around here.
    She eyed the cooler. If nothing else, it was another place to put some of her clothes. Although she was going to have to figure out some kind of solution for the things that should be hung, not folded.
    â€œKnock, knock,” Chip said from outside her door, startling her.
    â€œHoly crap you scared me,” she said, unzipping the door to let him in.
    â€œSorry. I didn’t mean to sneak up on you. You’ll get used to listening for sounds outside your tent soon enough. All settled?”
    She looked at her backpack, still full. “I guess.”
    He motioned to the patch of light filtering into the tent from the screened window. “I see you figured out the solar powered gadgets. They need a couple of hours of sun and then they should last you for a few hours of use. If you ever forget to power them during the day, we have extras in an open case beside the supply tent. Those ones will always be fully charged. You can drop your dead one in the case and take a charged one any time you