""Irwin," Eisley whispered, feeling nervous.
"You belong to me, Eisley, do you understand?"
"That's not what I meant. Stop teasing me," she said with a serious expression, staring at Irwin.
"Teasing you?" His green eyes shoned interest as a smirk appeared on his lips. "Once you're mine, there's no turning back, cupcake."
Their conversation was interrupted by a deep smooth voice from behind. "Are you two going to stand there all day? It's mine for dinner, It's getting late!" Mr. Nolan said.
Eisley looked past Irwin and smiled, signaling that she would join them soon. Then she turned back to Irwin.
"I think dinner is ready, Mr Kent. Why don't we finish this conversation inside, alone? Just you and I," Eisley grinned, her fingers fiddling with his shirt.
Eisley winked and walked past Irwin towards Mr. Nolan and a few men who were helping him set up the tent and cooking tools.
