Coming to the camp was a sudden plan. Summer vacation and a breath of fresh air they said. You were still trying to accommodate with your new family. While Nick was learning to do more than just tolerate the unwanted guests, especially you. He was never ashamed or afraid of what he felt. You two were finally getting along.

Two tents were set by the lake near the resort you guys were staying at. You wanted to share one with your mother while Nick and his father William took the other one.

Right now your mom and her new husband, William were busy setting the fire and enjoying the camp site on their own. You and Nick were a bit far, by the lake, watching the sun dip lower behind the trees and disappear.

"It's funny how you pretend not to shiver at the evening air" Nick mused, draping his leather jacket over your shoulders. Nick was usually very protective of his things, especially when it came to sharing them. "You probably should've stayed home" he mocked teasingly. He was infuriatingly standing there in his white tank top and with his hands tucked into the pockets of his dark straight jeans.