Scrabbling backwards in shock, I knocked over my mug of tea, one foot becoming entangled in a guy rope as I backed up against the tent, my heart fighting to get out of my chest. This of course woke up Nesbit, who shot up, barking and spinning in frenzied circles as he hunted down whatever beast had caused his mistress to shriek like a banshee.

When his eyes – or possibly nose – locked on the face, who had now emerged to become a full body, he hurtled towards the man. While Nesbit was not likely to do any serious damage to the intruder, I hoped he might scare him away, or at least buy me some time to find a suitable weapon.

But no – I looked on in horror as my supposedly faithful companion leapt up at the man’s knees, tail wagging like a helicopter rotor, nose sniffing and whuffling in delight, not a hint of bared teeth or warning growls.

‘Well, hello!’ The man burst out laughing, bending to pat Nesbit’s head as he glanced up at me, and my heart didn’t know whether to soar with relief or plummet in shame.

I knew that voice.

Now he’d taken another few steps into the firelight, I knew that easy grin. Those broad shoulders. The warm, friendly eyes.

Dammit.

I mean, who else was it going to be, out here in the depths of the forest, at this time of night?

If my sprained ankle wasn’t currently twisted up in a rope, I might have tried to sneak behind the tent, wiggle my way in from the back and put on some clothes, then swear blind I’d been inside the tent all along.

As it was, I had to be content with folding myself into as small a ball as possible, deftly flicking my hair over my grubby bra and pretending that I camped semi-naked in the woods all the time. Just an ordinary Saturday night for a wild girl like me.

Just in case Sam hadn’t spotted me shrivelled up in the shadows, Nesbit helpfully ran from his leg over to me, did a happy bark, and then ran back to Sam again.

‘As lovely as it is bumping into you like this, I’m hoping you’ve brought some clothes with you?’ Sam said, his voice quivering with laughter as he spun around to preserve my dignity. ‘It gets pretty cold out here once the sun’s gone down.’

‘Well, of course!’ I did my best to free my leg so I could disappear into the tent and never come out again, but my hands wouldn’t stop trembling, my ankle was really sore and the rope was getting more and more knotted up the more frantically I tried to untangle it.

‘Dammit!’ I swore, out loud this time, causing Sam to jerk in surprise.

‘Are you okay?’