Camp Waters
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He looked down, it was so silent the only thing filling my ears was the sound of the fire crackling.
"Why are you still here? I feel better now, you can leave." I said rubbing my cold arms, surprisingly the fire wasn't working to my advantage.
He took a breath and exhaled deeply, as if he was stalling himself.
I didn't want him to leave.
"Well that's to bad princess, because you're stuck with me." He spoke grabbing his leather jacket and placing it over my arms, his touch sending electrifying chills down my body.
"Besides there are fucking bears in the woods, you're the only thing keeping me alive Jones."
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Bree Jones is completely and utterly done with love, her past relationships has her proved that real love doesn't exist and that it's not worth her time. She comes to camp with her older brother Jackson in hopes of escaping her past. What happens when Carson Parker, the well known bad boy of camp who's known for using girl's and throwing them away like they're nothing, walks into her life? Will she fall for him like every other girl? Why does Carson act the way he does? Is Carson as bad as everyone thinks?
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