Chapter 34

  Micah walks with me to the front door, 'We should go camping for your eighteenth birthday next week?' He says.

  'That sounds amazing. Just you and me?' I ask.

  'Just you and me,' he winks.

  'Did someone say camping?' My father asks behind me.

  'Micah is going to take me camping for my birthday,' I smile.

  'What a wonderful idea! I'll let your mother know we will all be going camping,' he says and walks back into the house.

  My shoulders slump, and I give Micah an apologetic look.

  'Don't worry about it. The more, the merrier, right?' He says.

  'Sure,' I sigh.

  'Plus, we can always go camping together alone another time,' he smiles.

  'That's true,' I say, perking up at the idea.

  Micah leans in and places a gentle kiss on my cheek.

  'Goodnight, Princess,' he says quietly.

  'Goodnight, Micah,' I wave, watching him disappear up the road.