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I gave up on her a long time ago. That gave me plenty of years to get to know her without any hormone-fueled delusions clouding my vision. She’s annoying.

Super high maintenance.

Nosey.

Worst of all, bossy.

I hate being told what to do. I want that sort of treatment; I’ll head home to Farmdale and have words with my old man. He loves to try to tell me what to do, and that’s why I don’t work for him. Help out now and then, sure. But take orders? No way.

I refuse to bow down to people.

Especially not spoiled, entitled people. Those types think everything should be handed to them on a silver platter,complete with a doily, sprig of mint, and some sort of lame frou-frou sauce zig-zagged across the top.

They expect pizza places to deliver piping hot pies to remote campsites.

Life doesn’t work like that.

It never has, never will.

Life ishard.

Why don’t more people get that?

She pulls her head out from under the bed. “I’msurethere’s electricity. There has to be electricity. I’m going to have to charge my phone, and use my hair dryer, and… ya know, lights?”

She pokes her nose behind the nightstand. “Will you look around or something, or are you going to stand there and watch me try to figure this out?”

I scrub my hand over my face.

I might not survive the next five days.

There is a strong possibility I’m going to have to steal my keys back from that stupid silver bowl and bolt.

I’m only a few hours in, and already I’m thinking about my apartment back in Silver Creek.

She blinks at me, batting those thick, dark lashes. “Hell-ooo…?”

How does she make her eyes pop like that, anyway? She’s lined them and covered the lids with some kind of shadow and—wow. Gorgeous.

She’s always dolled up like this. I just don’t usually stand right across from her, just the two of us.

“Cole…?”

“Olivia, there is no electricity in here. So no, I’m not going to look for it.”

“How are we supposed to see anything, then? When it gets dark?”

“Look, there’s a lantern over there, and see all these candles? That’s the only light we’re gonna get, plus our headlamps.”

I pull my own headlamp out of my duffel and set it where I know I’ll be able to find it later.

That’s camping 101. Always keep a light where you can find it.

Pretty basic.

Another basic thing I’m going to need to address is heat.

That woodstove is nice looking, with the tarnished-brass trim and the glass doors, but it’s on the small side. I’ll probably have to wake up a few times during the night to stock it up with wood.

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