Chapter 15

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Tanner's POV

"You better go before someone walks in," she says with a grin on her face. "Yeah I guess I wouldn't want my sister to stubble upon us" I say and we both laugh.

"Goodnigtht sweetheart" I say, kissing her again. "Night" she says then kisses me. "Night" I say again, kissing her.

"Okay, goodnight, now go" she says.

I walk out the door to her cabin and walk back to mine. I get undressed, brush my teeth and get into bed.

Fuck. I just made out with Brooklyn Sandburg. My dream girl since I was 8. The girl that I never stopped thinking about. What am I going to do?

We are leaving tomorrow. Brooklyn is going back to Georgia and I am staying here in North Carolina.

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I try to sleep but don't succeed because she's the only thing on my mind.

"Okay boy's you all packed your parents will be here any minute now to come and get you". I told the campers. I am a little sad to see them go because they were such a good group.

All of the boys get picked up and I start to get the rest of my stuff. I hear a knock at my door. "Tanner, you in here" Brooklyn says walking in the front door. "Hey" I say walking out of my room setting the duffel bags and my backpack down.

"Is this really happening, Am I really about to be a state away from you". "I know I'm bummed too, I think that I was just trying to push it aside all week but the reality is, is that it's here".

"Let me give you my number so we can talk," she says. "Good idea." I say grabbing my phone and taking it out of the pocket of my sweatpants. She gives me her number. "Well I guess I'll see you later" she says.

When she says that it feels like a punch to the stomach. Later, there probably was never going to be a later and we both knew it.

"Hey come here" I said, bringing her in for a hug. She needed it and so did I. "I'm gonna miss you" I say in her ear. "I'll miss you more," she says.

She lifts her head up and brings her lips to mine. The kiss is sincere and genuine. Full of all kinds of emotions.

I gave her a squeeze one last time not wanting to let go. But I have to. 

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So sorry for the short chapters. 

I'm trying to get this book done so that I can start releasing my new book. 

That one is a lot better than this one. 

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