Once Upon A Campfire by Kait Nolan

Author:Kait Nolan
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2017-06-27T13:23:26+00:00

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Beckett set his feet for the last climb of the day. Frasier, a CPA out of California, who’d come with his husband for Grease Week, had decided to branch out from the musical-themed activities for something a little more outdoorsy. Of course, the rest of the Pink Gaydies had come to watch. Tavi, Harley, and Everett—Frasier’s more outgoing half—stood back from Boulder Mountain shouting encouragement.

“You’ve got this, honey!”

“Piece of cake.”

“That harness does amazing things for your ass,” Everett said.

“I’m much more concerned with how well it keeps my ass from falling off the mountain,” Frasier shot back.

“You’re all tied in properly,” Beckett assured him. “Anything happens, I’m right here to catch you.”

“With all those muscles, you can catch me anytime,” Tavi announced.

Beckett held in a snort. These guys had been some of the most entertaining campers of the summer.

“Too late,” Taylor interjected. “He got caught months ago by my sister.”

“Who should have been back by now,” Beckett groused.

Sarah had left yesterday for New York. Her thesis defense had been scheduled for nine o’clock this morning. Even with the expectation that the defense could take a few hours, he’d expected to hear from her by lunchtime about how it went. Now it was coming up on dinner. Even taking into account the spotty cell service up here, she should have been back to camp. The lack of word was making him twitchy. What if the familiarity of academia had her jumping at the PhD program?

“Relax. She probably had lunch with her committee and then stopped by her apartment in Brooklyn on her way out of town. It’s Friday. Traffic getting out of the city will be a bitch.”

Taylor was probably right. But he’d feel better once he laid eyes on her himself.

“You ready, Frasier?” Beckett asked.

“Belay on.”

“On belay.”

Frasier made his climb with minimal trouble, only losing his footing once and catching himself before Beckett had to intervene. By the time he headed off with the rest of the Pink Gaydies for evening drinks at the boathouse, he was enjoying the rank of conquering hero.

Beckett began checking and coiling the ropes.

“I’m sure she’s fine,” Taylor assured him.

He only grunted.

“Beck.”

In the expectant silence, he lifted his eyes to Taylor’s—eyes the same color and shape as Sarah’s, but with a sharpness he’d learned to recognize over the summer.

“She’s crazy about you. She didn’t change her mind.”

He sure as hell hoped not because he was all in with Sarah. Not pressing these past couple of months had been one of the hardest things he’d ever done. But Beckett knew she had to come to a decision on her own or she’d always doubt herself. “Guess we’ll see.”

They hauled equipment back to the shed and stowed it.

“I’m headed up to the boathouse. You coming?” Taylor asked.

“Nah. I’m headed back to my cabin, grabbing a shower. See you at dinner, maybe.”

As she headed on up the trail, someone knocked on the doorframe. Beckett whipped around, expecting to see Sarah. The balding guy in the doorway was a severe disappointment.

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