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

well until she stepped to the edge of the top seat.
    But what had been hard to hear while she approached the amphitheater became loud and clear now. She walked down the steps to get closer to the stage and see who was playing in the dim light. When she got close enough, she saw it was Josh. He stopped playing abruptly when he saw her.
    “Hey, there.”
    “Oh, I’m sorry. Don’t stop. I just wanted to see who it was.”
    He chuckled and stood up from the baby grand as she walked up onto the stage with him.
    “I like to come out here and play a little after the end of a long day. Helps me relax, you know?”
    “You’re really good. Keep playing, don’t let me hold you back.”
    He chuckled again, a little nervously this time.
    “Well, I’m not used to an audience. Hey, do you play? Maybe we can perform a duet. The staff usually makes a couple of performances for the talent show the last night at camp.”
    “I play a little. It’s been years since I took piano lessons, though.”
    They sat down on the bench together at the piano. She liked sitting close to him. She could feel the warmth of his body next to her.
    “What should we play? I don’t have any sheet music out here. It’ll have to be by heart.”
    “By heart, huh? How about ‘Heart and Soul?’ I’ll play the A part.”
    He laughed since she had chosen the easy half of the duet. It was about one step up from “Chopsticks” in terms of difficulty. But he started playing the song and she chimed in with one hand on the high notes.
    In the dim light and out of practice, she missed a few keys now and then, sounding occasional sour notes. He laughed each time.
    “I suck at piano! Now I remember why I stopped taking lessons.”
    “You’re doing fine. Don’t worry about it.”
    “I am not doing fine. I’m really bad at this.”
    He stopped playing and looked at her for a moment. Their faces were very close.
    “Don’t sell yourself short, Lissa Jordan.”
    She looked up into his incredibly cute face, feeling the warmth from his body. In the dim light, sitting at the baby grand piano on the amphitheater stage, the moment just felt perfect somehow.
    He bent down and kissed her.
    She wrapped her arms around him, his muscular chest pressing close to hers. It felt so good when he pulled her in tight, his strong arms comforting her, making her feel safe.
    She savored the taste of his lips and the warm sensations of intimacy he brought up in her heart. She breathed in deep, filling her lungs with his scent.
    Then somebody on the top step of the amphitheater began clapping in a slow, deliberate, sarcastic clap.
    They broke apart, the special moment disappearing in an instant.
    Josh and Lissa watched in the dim light as somebody walked down the steps. When she got close enough, they could see it was Raven.
    “Congratulations, Josh. You just hooked up with the camp slut.”
    Lissa gasped, and stood up.
    Josh said, “Come on, Raven. That’s not right.”
    Lissa ran off the stage and up the sidesteps, then ran back to her cabin, determined not to cry in front of Raven.
    Alone in her room, she let it all out, and wiped away the tears. The accusation was so unfair. She wasn’t a slut by any measure. The moment just happened, and they kissed.
    And it seemed doubly unfair since Lissa caught Raven sitting in Josh’s lap the first time she met them.
    Lissa got a hold of herself. She dried her eyes, then splashed some water on her face and dried them again. She poked her head out a few minutes later and called for lights out. Then she shut her door and got under the covers and tried to go to sleep.

Gossip
     
    The next day she didn’t see Josh at breakfast. She ate a bowl of cereal and a cup of yogurt quickly, ignoring Raven sitting on the other end of the table. Raven laughed once while she ate, sharing something with the other staffers sitting near her, but Lissa refused to look over there. She was determined not to let Raven get to her.
    Today was her day to