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Chapter Forty-Six
George crept over the grass toward the camp closest to the creek. They had a couple of pop-up tents, the kind they used to sell cheaply at WalMart. George was afraid maybe the two men had already retired for the night, but as he drew closer, he noticed that there was still one man sitting by the fire, poking at the dying embers. Daniel looked up at him and smiled. "I was hoping you would wander over here," he said, patting the ground beside him as an invitation. George lowered himself, feeling big and clumsy next to the smaller man. As soon as their bodies were in close proximity, he felt an almost magnetic pull, an instant s****l attraction. "Yeah, well, I wasn't sure..." George rubbed his hands nervously on his shorts. Daniel chuckled and ran his hand down George's forearm, sending t
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