Cooper's chewing faltered for what he hoped wasn't long enough for Sarah to notice. What she saw in his rooms? What had she seen in his rooms? The answer came to him in one swift, terribly clear flash: the odds and ends in his end table. Coop swallowed slowly.<em>Oh, hell naw. Those were in there already! Please please please don't let her think I arrived here with nothing but five changes of boxers and all ... that ...</em><br/><br/>Much as he instantly wanted to reassure her, Sarah's discomfiture at having mentioned it was a bit of a reprieve. At least she might have overlooked his moment of dismay. Cooper took a long drink of water to compose himself.<br/><br/>"Um. Camping? No, no, not boring at all. I've had plenty of good times on trout fishing trips with buddies. You're right, though - probably wise to leave the booze hound at the hotel. You know how these boutiques are about pets."