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gently tried rocking Adrian
to sleep. If her little boy wouldn’t take a nap soon he would be
unbearable later that afternoon, he was just one of those babies
who needed at least three naps a day. Thirty minutes later of
alternating positions, singing lullabies and humming to him, Adrian
was finally asleep.
    Amber peeked through the mesh one last time before
she decided to step away from the tent. She walked over to the side
of the cliff and took in a breath of fresh air. There was a light
breeze collecting off the lake and shooting up the campsite and
Amber felt tranquil. It was stunning that day—a good day to go
fishing— and read a book, she decided. She dragged her
camping chair over to the nearest tree and positioned herself
underneath it. She stretched out her legs and opened up her book
when she heard a growl. Her head whipped around and realized that
her brother-in-law’s tent was occupied. Someone was unzipping the
tent from the inside? But she thought she was alone here with
Adrian! Didn’t everyone go fishing? Oh damn, she should have
never taken that shower!
    Amber perceived the thin ply opening up—out popped
defined masculine legs. Rolling her eyes, Amber sharply turned
around and gazed out at the blue water beyond. How was she going to
handle being alone there with Eduardo?
    “I hate camping,” she heard him say.
    Amber swallowed hard and then rolled her eyes again.
Figures. She turned to face him, “Why didn’t you go fishing.” It
was meant to be a question but it came out like an
interrogation.
    “I wanted to take a nap, but I’m unable to,” Eduardo
complained, dusting off his shorts and shirt. “Tossing and turning,
I have the most uncomfortable air mattress known to mankind,” he
grumbled further, continuing to dust off his attire. Apparently
there was more grime in his tent than on the ground. “How the hell
did so much dirt get into my tent?” He asked, peeking through the
opening one more time.
    Amber giggled, “You’re supposed to sweep it out
every night.”
    Eduardo let go one of his sensual smiles as he
glared back at her laughing at him.
    “Oh stop being such a baby,” Amber continued, “its
camping; you’re supposed to be uncomfortable and dirty.”
    “I’d rather stay at a five star hotel,” Eduardo
quipped, continuing to dust off his shirt and shorts.
    “Well, your parents wanted us to come here, it’s
their anniversary and we all agreed, even you mister,” Amber
complied, gazing away from him and out at the water. He was making
her heart flutter again and she tried to calm herself down.
    Eduardo then dragged his camping chair over to where
she sat, “This is nice,” he let out, taking in the gust flying up
from the water.
    Amber gazed down at the lake. Wasn’t she just
thinking the very same thing? “Yes it is,” she said quickly, but
then he made her tense. There was so much more to her
brother-in-law that she wanted to know! She didn’t know how to
approach him—Good Lord he was making her disoriented! She knew how
to act around other males; she was practically one of them, but
with Eduardo, he suggested difference.
    “What are you reading?” Eduardo asked, noticing her
tight clinched book within her hands.
    Amber surveyed her paperback. “Oh—some stupid
romantic novel I picked up at the supermarket.”
    “I’ll trade you,” he asked, pulling out his thick
hardcover from behind his back.
    Amber took one good look at it. “No thank you,” she
mocked, making a sour face. “That book is all yours.”
    Amber watched Eduardo clean off his suede-hiking
boots once again, then pull out a leaf from within his dirty sock.
“Now I’ll need to take another shower.”
    Amber started to chuckle again; he was being such a
pansy! But he was adorable nonetheless. He sure knew how to dress,
even for the outdoors. Expensive Ralph Loren wool blends, beige
khaki shorts and leather boots, and dammit, why was he so gosh darn
cute with all his hair mussed up? Amber