Page 32 of In this Moment

“Maybe we can go to that other spot anothertime?”

“Really?”

“Whynot?”

“I don’t mean to sound so surprised,” she said. “But you really don’t seem like the camping type. Although I really do appreciate you coming along with me tonight.”

“Of course.” As if he would have let her go alone. “And what do you mean, I’m not the campingtype?”

She eyed him and raised an eyebrow. “When was the last time you went camping, Declan?”

“I slept in a canvas tent in Haiti last time I was there.”

“Camping?”

“Okay, okay. It was probably when I was twelve or so—in Boy Scouts.”

She burst out into laughter. “Really? I didn’t think it was that long ago. Looks like I’m going to have a lot of teaching to do today. Come on, my spot is right around the corner.”

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