"What brings you here?" she asked, setting the stick aside for a moment and brushing a few strands of hair out of her face.
"I came to gather wood for the fire," I replied, gesturing toward the trees behind me.
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes curious. "Want to head back down together later?"
"Sure," I said with a nod, trying to sound casual. "I'll probably finish up first, so I'll come find you here."
Emily smiled again and gave me a small wave before turning back to her work. "Alright. Be careful up there," she said, already focusing on the laundry again.
As I stood there for a moment longer, watching her hands expertly work the fabric, I couldn't help but notice how her breasts moved with each motion, bouncing slightly under the thin, wet fabric.
I swallowed hard and quickly turned away, heading uphill before my wandering thoughts got the better of me.