The woods were dark, the firelight and the warmth enticed her.

The sight of the supper preparations made her hungrier than she had ever been in her life before.

When one has breakfasted on one cup of coffee at dawn and has ridden all day with nothing to eat, running away from food, even though that food is in the hands of one's captor, requires courage.

Lorraine was terribly tempted to stay, at least until she had eaten.

But Al might not give her another chance like this.