“I think I see someone I know.” Addie tugs at my hand, attempting to retreat.
Which only makes me grip tighter.
My brother has the strength of a raging bull. I’ve built muscles trying to fight him my whole life, and there’s no way she’s getting away from my grip.
“Liar. You don’t like anyone here but me. Stop being such a pain.”
She groans. “Fine. I guess I’ll stay because you’re my only option.”
We both laugh because that’s a complete lie.
I may be her only choice, but that’s because we’re both choosing each other and each other only.
“Liar face,” I tease.
Addiehatesthis camp.
She only comes because her cousin begs her to come every year. Only this year, the day she arrived, her cousin bailed.
Addie was pissed and was about to have her parents come back to pick her up until she met me.
Since then, we’ve been inseparable…when I’m not with Nate, that is.
“I’ll grab us some hot chocolates. I’ll be back, promise.”
I watch her disappear into the crowded cafeteria before sinking down and placing the blanket that Mason left for me on my legs.
Leaning into Nate, I exhale, warmth blooming in my chest.
Summer nights. Bonfires. A hottie boyfriend. And friends who feel like family.
I never expected to love camp this much.
But here I am…never wanting to leave.
Nate squeezes my knee. “How was your day? I didn’t get one glimpse of you today.”
“Sorry. There were a lot of activities going on.” I walk by the sailing school at least once daily to wave to Nate if he’s near the shoreline, but today, Leo dragged me from the beach before I could make it to Nate, begging me to be on his tug-of-war team.
Thankfully, we annihilated the other team. Then, I was busy finishing up something special.
“I made you something.”
His arm immediately wraps around my shoulder, his lips brushing my forehead. “You did?”
“Mm-hmm.” I reach into my bag, suddenly nervous as I pull out the small box. I hesitate for a second before handing it over. “You don’t have to wear it.”
He narrows his eyes, tilting his head. “Why wouldn’t I wear this? I love it and would wear anything from you.”
I roll my eyes, giggling. “Nate. You can’t just love everything I do. You have no idea what’s in the box yet.”
He sweeps my hair off my shoulder, absently running his fingers through the ends as he often does. I don’t even think he realizes how much he loves playing with my hair.
“Goddess, whatever it is, it’s perfect.”
“Goddess?”
Leo appears out of nowhere, dropping onto the log beside Nate, laughing as he repeats the nickname. “Are you seriously calling her ‘Goddess’?”
