RED HOT STORIES (A COLLECTION OF ST*AMY STORIES)
“I knew you wouldn’t let me fall.”
He looked at me, his eyes soft. “Never, Emma. Not then, not ever.”
Later that evening, we found another moment alone. It was harder now everyone seemed to be watching, the counselors stricter after lights out but Daniel managed to slip me a note during dinner: Meet me by the fire pit when it’s quiet.
My heart raced all through the evening, waiting for the chance.
When I finally crept out of my cabin, the camp was dark, the fire pit cold and empty. But Daniel was there, leaning against the logs, waiting.
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