Chapter 54

Their new campsite looked much like the one of the night before-lots of woods, no toilets, and filled with men who somehow seemed more vibrant than ever. Watching them from her perch as they set up camp-her feeble attempts to help more like a hindrance-she wondered what made them seem larger than life as they stalked about, filled to the brim with a simmering energy.

It was over a dinner of roasted hot dogs and salad that Gavin casually dropped the bomb. "The full moon's tonight, so we're going to take turns going for a run, if that's okay?"

She almost spat out her mouthful of food. "Say that again?"

Jaxon laughed. "When the moon shines bright, we turn into furry frights."

"Do you want to cuff him, or shall I?" Parker asked Gavin quite seriously.

"Oh, don't hit him," she exclaimed. "It was rather poetic."