“I suppose I don’t need to check your climbing skills if you’re already up here. That surface was slick, with not a lot of holds. I’m tempted to be impressed.” Flashing him a grin, River popped another peanut in her mouth. “I’m tempted to take that as a compliment.” “Not a lot of free soloing up on the Old Man though.” River hadn’t heard that one before. “The Old Man?” “It’s what we call Mount Veil.” “Gotcha.” She tilted her head. “I love a compliment as much as the next girl, but why do my climbing skills matter to you?”
