up a bow before.
Sam makes all her campers join and then spends the rest of the day helping me with the contest. By four o’clock, we’re both exhausted and ready for a drink at the Little Minnow.
I choke down dinner and eavesdrop on all the conversations around me to hear if anyone knows anything about Robin or Irene. Unfortunately, most of the rumors are about Alex and how he’s run off with a former camper. The irony of this isn’t lost on me , and I secretly smile i nto my mashed potatoes, thinking if only they knew .
Jo is sitting on the hood of her car, waiting for us after dinner. She’s tense and buzzy and I can tell something huge is racing around her brain.
“Ready to go?” she says and hops off the car, clicking the unlock button.
“Yep. In a hurry?” Sam says with a smirk. So, whatever is going on, I’m the only one not in the know.
“Did you want to tell me something?” I ask.
Jo shakes her head and bites her lip. Sam chuckles and slides into the back seat.
“You’ve missed a lot of fun nights at the Little Minnow” is the only explanation Sam will offer me.
Jo throws the radio on too loud and thumbs through her songs to get to one we all know and love. We belt the lyrics at the top of our lungs as we head up the camp road. I glance at Alex’s cabin as we pass it and my breath catches.
“Stop!”
“What?” Jo slams on the brakes, turns off the music and looks around. “Did you see a deer?”
“No.” I unbuckle my seatbelt and slide out. “Alex is back. I’m gonna…”
Sam sighs and climbs over the backseat into my now vacant one. “Shafted for a guy…again.”
I grin. “Sorry. I’ll make it up to you.”
Sam waves me away. “No, you won’t. You’re worthless. The entire girl code goes to shit when love is involved. This is why I don’t mess with that. Guys yes. Love, hell no.”
I lean down into the car. “Thanks. I don’t know what I’d do without the two of you.”
Sam grins. “Him. You’d do him. All the time.”
I laugh and then wave. The car accelerates up the camp road , and I can hear the music pouring through Jo’s open windows again. I take a few steadying breaths before I tiptoe to Alex’s cabin.
I knock lightly and hear the shuffle of feet inside. He pulls the door open and my heart stops at his look. Before I can say anything, he’s tugged me into the room and lifted me up, his hands cupping the underside of my thighs. My back slams against the door and his tongue is plunging into my mouth, almost choking me in its ferocity.
I press my palms against his chest, but he crushes me closer. All my good intentions about telling him off, telling him that I’m worth a fucking note at the very least, seemed to have escaped me for this moment. His lips and mine tangling and searching for each other.
Finally, he lets me go.
“Thanks for the note,” I say, pulling my shirt back down to my waist.
“I didn’t know how to tell you.”
“A simple, Hey Kay-Kay, my ex died so I’m gonna take care of that would’ve sufficed.”
He shakes his head. “I couldn’t see you before I left.”
“Why not? That’s asshole. That’s high school bullshit. Jesus, aren’t you supposed to be the grown up here?”
He rakes his fingers through his sandy blond hair and steps back. “Yes. But when I got the news, I didn’t feel like a grown up. I wanted to come to you. I wanted to bring you with me. I wanted to hold on to you and never let go.”
The breath rushes out of me. “Why didn’t you?”
“Because I can’t feel that way. You’re nineteen. I can’t want you this much. It’s not supposed to be like this. It’s not supposed to hurt like this.”
I’m suddenly shaking. Violently. My legs won’t hold me , and I slump to the ground. I hiccup a sob. “I know.”
“What am I supposed to do about you?” The desperation in his voice is everything I’ve felt in the last few weeks. The gnawing hunger and the painful knowledge that it can’t
Sam makes all her campers join and then spends the rest of the day helping me with the contest. By four o’clock, we’re both exhausted and ready for a drink at the Little Minnow.
I choke down dinner and eavesdrop on all the conversations around me to hear if anyone knows anything about Robin or Irene. Unfortunately, most of the rumors are about Alex and how he’s run off with a former camper. The irony of this isn’t lost on me , and I secretly smile i nto my mashed potatoes, thinking if only they knew .
Jo is sitting on the hood of her car, waiting for us after dinner. She’s tense and buzzy and I can tell something huge is racing around her brain.
“Ready to go?” she says and hops off the car, clicking the unlock button.
“Yep. In a hurry?” Sam says with a smirk. So, whatever is going on, I’m the only one not in the know.
“Did you want to tell me something?” I ask.
Jo shakes her head and bites her lip. Sam chuckles and slides into the back seat.
“You’ve missed a lot of fun nights at the Little Minnow” is the only explanation Sam will offer me.
Jo throws the radio on too loud and thumbs through her songs to get to one we all know and love. We belt the lyrics at the top of our lungs as we head up the camp road. I glance at Alex’s cabin as we pass it and my breath catches.
“Stop!”
“What?” Jo slams on the brakes, turns off the music and looks around. “Did you see a deer?”
“No.” I unbuckle my seatbelt and slide out. “Alex is back. I’m gonna…”
Sam sighs and climbs over the backseat into my now vacant one. “Shafted for a guy…again.”
I grin. “Sorry. I’ll make it up to you.”
Sam waves me away. “No, you won’t. You’re worthless. The entire girl code goes to shit when love is involved. This is why I don’t mess with that. Guys yes. Love, hell no.”
I lean down into the car. “Thanks. I don’t know what I’d do without the two of you.”
Sam grins. “Him. You’d do him. All the time.”
I laugh and then wave. The car accelerates up the camp road , and I can hear the music pouring through Jo’s open windows again. I take a few steadying breaths before I tiptoe to Alex’s cabin.
I knock lightly and hear the shuffle of feet inside. He pulls the door open and my heart stops at his look. Before I can say anything, he’s tugged me into the room and lifted me up, his hands cupping the underside of my thighs. My back slams against the door and his tongue is plunging into my mouth, almost choking me in its ferocity.
I press my palms against his chest, but he crushes me closer. All my good intentions about telling him off, telling him that I’m worth a fucking note at the very least, seemed to have escaped me for this moment. His lips and mine tangling and searching for each other.
Finally, he lets me go.
“Thanks for the note,” I say, pulling my shirt back down to my waist.
“I didn’t know how to tell you.”
“A simple, Hey Kay-Kay, my ex died so I’m gonna take care of that would’ve sufficed.”
He shakes his head. “I couldn’t see you before I left.”
“Why not? That’s asshole. That’s high school bullshit. Jesus, aren’t you supposed to be the grown up here?”
He rakes his fingers through his sandy blond hair and steps back. “Yes. But when I got the news, I didn’t feel like a grown up. I wanted to come to you. I wanted to bring you with me. I wanted to hold on to you and never let go.”
The breath rushes out of me. “Why didn’t you?”
“Because I can’t feel that way. You’re nineteen. I can’t want you this much. It’s not supposed to be like this. It’s not supposed to hurt like this.”
I’m suddenly shaking. Violently. My legs won’t hold me , and I slump to the ground. I hiccup a sob. “I know.”
“What am I supposed to do about you?” The desperation in his voice is everything I’ve felt in the last few weeks. The gnawing hunger and the painful knowledge that it can’t
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