Summer Camp Love: A Bekah's Clean Romance Story (Bekah's Good Clean Romance Stories Book 1)

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Killjoy?’”
    He laughed.
    “Because getting to the top is the hardest hike we offer. But, if you really need to use your cell phone, that’s going to be where you can get a signal.”
    She nodded again. It sucked to give up her phone, but she wasn’t surprised. Summer camp was about getting away from technology, after all, so it made sense.
    “What else? Let’s see, you get three meals a day from the cafeteria. Free room and board. You get to spend time helping young girls grow and develop in maturity and learn about nature. Does that sound like a great way to spend your summer, or what?”
    Lissa laughed at his enthusiasm. He was really cute with his thick brown hair and eyes. It was too bad that Raven girl had been all over him. But she could see why. He seemed to have a really muscular chest under his t-shirt. And his arm and leg muscles were thick and toned.
    “Yeah, it sounds like a good summer.”
    “Okay, great! Well then, you’re hired. Here’s a staff t-shirt. Be back here Monday morning at eight wearing it, and once you get settled in your cabin you can help out all the new campers coming in.”
    They shook hands, and she said goodbye. She didn’t even let the frowning Raven dampen her mood as she walked out the door and back to her car.

The Adventurers
     
    The following Monday, Lissa drove into the parking lot at 8:00 am on the dot, only to find it half full already. Most of the cars pulling in had parents dropping off daughters. Out in front of the building she saw Raven and some other girls wearing staff t-shirts. Josh came out of the office and spoke briefly to one of them, then started to head back toward the campgrounds.
    Lissa grabbed her bag out of the back seat, locked her car and ran after Josh.
    He was walking at a brisk pace, carrying a walkie-talkie. She ran to catch up. He heard her coming up behind him and turned to look.
    “Oh hey, there you are. Come on, I’m headed to your cabin. Maintenance says there’s a water leak over there somewhere. I’ve got to check on that, but I can show you around a bit beforehand.”
    The path opened out into a large clearing with several buildings. They were built to look like mountain lodges, with lots of stone and rustic wood, and large scenic windows that offered splendid views of the landscape.
    The Texas Hill Country is kind of a cross between low mountains and desert. The hills are not nearly high enough to be considered mountains, and the soil is not nearly dry enough to be considered desert. But the combination of the two makes for very pretty scenery west of Austin and San Antonio.
    The campgrounds were built in a particularly scenic area, and Lissa took a moment to soak it all in.
    “Yeah, beautiful, isn’t it? Wait until you go on a hike. This whole area is stunning.
    “Okay, over there is the cafeteria. That’s the most important building, ha ha. The other large one serves as our central meeting and classroom facility, otherwise known as Harquart Hall. The Harquart family bought the camp years ago and paid for a lot of the upgrades you see around here.
    “The pool and amphitheater are down that path. From there we’ve got several well-marked wilderness trails that branch off in all directions.” 
    Lissa looked out at a big open space, where a sidewalk led to a large square concrete pad with a circle painted on it.
    “What’s that?”
    “Oh, that’s our helipad. That’s mainly there to fly somebody out on a medevac if they get injured. It takes too long for an ambulance to drive out here.”
    They walked a little further and came to three large buildings, connected by sidewalks.
    “These are the cabins. The one marked ‘Explorers’ is for the youngest girls, the sixth graders. Seventh graders go in the one marked ‘Troopers.’ Eighth graders bunk in ‘Adventurers.’ That’s your cabin that you’ll be in charge of. Here, let me show you in.”
    He opened the door to the large building. They walked into a common room

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