I have no idea why I flinched away from Matt. It was obvious he was just trying to help me stay warm while he answered my questions, right? Right? Just my luck, it was Robert who climbed out, grinning at the two of us like he'd uncovered some grand conspiracy, beady eyes darting back and forth between us while he sauntered closer, that ridiculous mustache twitching.
"Fanny," he said. "Matt. Nice evening for a rendezvous."
Oh, whatever, creep. "What do you want, Robert?"
He shrugged then, winked lewdly at Matt who looked about as uncomfortable as I did, scowling like he wanted to punch Robert. I wouldn't have argued except the first hit was mine.
"Crew's looking for you," he said to the ranger. His gaze flickered to me. "I'll let him know the two of you are otherwise occupied."