I rang out my top before climbing back up the river bank and laying it over the rocks to dry. I knew I would still go to bed with it at least damp and would have to hang it up around camp, but it was better than it crusting with mucus. My pants were next, and as I pulled them over my thighs with a g
As I broke the water's surface, I noticed he was now standing, and giddiness filled me at the prospect of him joining me. Perhaps he was as excited about finding me as I was about finding him. His pink lips were turned up in a smirk, and I couldn't tell if he was happy or if the look was because he
Charlie's P.O.V. I could feel him. His eyes were on me. The hairs on the back of my neck were raised, and goosebumps littered my skin, even as I warmed under the afternoon sun. It didn't seem to matter how fast I ran or where I turned; he was faster. It was like he didn't want to be found, and sin
I knew he could. I had seen it for myself, but it had never worked on me. He tried. Oh, trust me, He tried. It was how we met. Paxton had placed his hands on the bar where I sat, caging me in, and leaned forward with the weirdest pickup line about loving women with long hair and how if I left wit
Paxton smirked, and I knew I was right on the money. Neil, our resident gambler, kept a few bags on his belt of dice, cards, and a bag of six stones. Five were black, and one was white. It was our way of deciding who would be stuck with the chores and jobs that no one wanted to do. We each drew a
Damien's P.O.V. She had been wandering my woods for a week. A week of me following her like a lost cub, trying to figure out what her intentions were, before she finally snuck up on me. I had been stalking her each day as she moved so effortlessly through the trees, watching with fascination as sh
She held herself with such confidence and elegance that I knew she didn't belong sleeping in the woods. Her plump pink lips parted several times as if she wanted to speak, but each time I narrowed my eyes, went back to my meal, and she would press them together with a small smile. She was a determ
I was so blinded by my anger and frustration that I almost ignored the sounds of metal clanging coming from the river and barged right to my spot, the same spot I had been watching her from at night when she went to the river. A man's shout of pain made me slow, and I ducked behind a tree. "You sh