The Fiction of Forever (Stand By Me #2) by Brinda Berry

Author:Brinda Berry [Berry, Brinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweet Biscuit Publishing LLC
Published: 2016-01-18T05:00:00+00:00

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When I return to camp, I twirl around twice, searching for Tony’s vehicle. Gone. Where did he go at this hour? And why did he leave me?

I’m in dire need of the wine flask.

Gunner’s tent moves as someone bumps against the side. I pivot, ready to bolt because there’s no way I’m sticking around to listen and watch like some Peeping Tom.

The sound of a zipper causes me to turn around and then back up in horror.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” Gunner pokes his head through the tent flap.

“I…um…I…”

He unzips it farther. “Want to come in here?”

“Oh. No. I…” I step back and my heel hits something solid. I freeze.

“What’s the matter with you?”

“Go back in there with her,” I whisper loudly, my eyes wide. “Quit talking to me!”

“Back with who?”

“Addison!” I whisper-yell slightly louder than I’d intended. I don’t want her to stick her head out. I imagine she’ll look all satisfied. Maybe she won’t be wearing all her clothes.

I’ll want to kick her ass or his. Probably both.

“She’s gone,” he whisper-yells back. “Your director took her back. Come here and I’ll tell you what happened when you left for a campground tour. I’d rather tell you in private.”

I do as he says and he holds the flap aside so I can step inside his tent.

He isn’t wearing a shirt. Holy Jesus. Abs, triceps, and biceps do a break dance in unison. He’s flipping gorgeous, even in the dark.

He switches on a small flashlight. I sit at one corner of the igloo-shaped interior. “What did you do to her?”

“The woman attacked me.”

I hold back a grin and an urge to do a victory dance. “And you couldn’t defend yourself?”

“She intended to have sex and wasn’t taking no for an answer. When I told her that I wasn’t in to her, she demanded to go back home. Immediately.”

He lays back on his sleeping bag. I see that I’m sitting on a second bag. He’d obviously planned on having a second person in the tent.

Then I remember it was supposed to be me. Warmth floods my belly, and I let my grin break through. I sit on the sleeping bag, then turn to face him.

“You don’t have sex on the second date?”

“You suck at math. Second date?”

I put my face into the pillow and then peer up at him. “Well yeah. The speed date was the first one.”

“Doesn’t count.”

“OK. You don’t do sex on the first date,” I say, trying to get my breathing back under control. Doesn’t he remember we had sex with no dates involved? Men!

He shrugs and gets inside his own sleeping bag. “If I do, at least I’ve bought her dinner first.”

“Hot dogs.”

“She didn’t eat. I watched her.”

I snort. “I think she wanted to look good for you. Guys have no idea how hard it is to be a woman. A hot dog can make the difference between feeling like the Pillsbury doughboy and feeling skinny.”

“I told you how what I think about skinny.

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