Wicked Hot: A MacKenzie Family Novella (The MacKenzie Family) by Gennita Low

Author:Gennita Low [Low, Gennita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: MacKenzie Family, Liliana Hart, Gennita Low, Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2017-03-20T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

Two hours later

Perspiration popped out of Kirk, drenching his clothes. He took a swig from his container. Looking ahead, he saw his guide and his translator, moving through the forest as if they didn’t notice the humidity. Come on. Surely they felt as if their pores were the size of nostrils too.

“Four-foot-four to your six-foot-two, sweetheart,” Surya had informed him. “Don’t bring it up or he’ll beat you with that stick. He’s very, very good with it. He knows Silat.”

Silat was the martial art around this part of the world. Kirk recalled having seen it performed on a video before. So, that told him Gasi was in very good shape.

So was Surya, from the way she was keeping up with the short guy. But the operative word was sweetheart. Surya had called him sweetheart.

Right now, hiking in the dark of the jungle, with Gasi in front, poking with his big stick to make sure there weren’t any sleeping snakes, he shouldn’t be thinking about that. He should be looking for them too. He wasn’t particularly fond of snakes, especially when they were big and hungry. But she looked so tempting in that brown and green outfit. It wasn’t camo gear, since they didn’t want to draw any attention. More like hiking attire. She had everything packed in the trunk, in the tire compartment, and it had only taken them half an hour to get ready at Gasi’s.

To be honest, he hadn’t been sure whether Surya was the jungle-hiking type. He’d seen her running around in mind-boggling high heels, but roughing it? Now, here she was, moving silently in the greenery, a parang—machete—in one hand, a headlamp—which somehow managed to make her look fashionable and adorably sexy—banded around her forehead, as if she’d done this before.

Gasi had told them, from the few pinpoints of red that pinged back from the remote tag, he knew where they were headed. It seemed that the villagers were not the only ones who set “illegal” fires in the jungle to clear land for their farming. The “forbidden territories” was just local lingo for where terrorists had taken over. The latter had cleared certain areas for their own encampments, using the area for weapons distribution and perhaps hostage prisons. Villagers avoided those areas and kept mum about them to the authorities because of the trouble these terrorists caused to their families and farmland. Besides, the government was after them for the illegal fires, so reporting on the gangsters would mean a stop to their own way of life.

His satellite phone was high end, but it needed to be pointed to the sky to connect a call. Not possible under this green umbrella. He could make a call when they reached a clearing or a river, as Gasi said there were several nearby. He did, however, have a connected pager and it had successfully sent two quick messages for him. Dec should be tracking him through them by now and directing the SEALs coming their way. There were several big rivers in this area.

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