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Chapter 82

Author: Gem
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-30 22:38:46

POV: Brandon

The next morning, the motel coffee was garbage, the shower pressure was tragic, and the air conditioning sounded like it was powered by a dying lawnmower. But I still woke up smiling. Because beside me, under a tangled mess of thin motel sheets, was Cameron. Hair messed up, one arm slung over my stomach, face smushed into the pillow like he’d been mid-grumble in his sleep.

“You drooled on me,” I whispered.

His eyes didn’t open. “You talk in your sleep. Something about gummy bears and betrayal.”

I laughed quietly and nudged him. “Get up. We’re burning daylight.”

“Let it burn,” he mumbled.

But ten minutes later, we were back on the road with a bag of sad donuts and a crumpled paper map Brandon found in the glove compartment, because the GPS was being dramatic and refusing to cooperate.

Cameron tapped on his phone, sunglasses on, looking like a bored celebrity on a road trip. “This says there’s an overlook up ahead. We could stop.”

“I nodded. ‘Scenic detour? I’m in.’”

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