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Jasper has whisked me away for a two-day trip up in God knows where, like he expects me to hike or some s**t. My only stipulation was a bathroom with running water and flushable toilet. I gave Tahlia so much s**t a few months ago about how not outdoorsy she is, but truth is, I’ve never camped, nor do I plan to.
“Close your eyes,” Jasper says, coming up from behind me and covering my eyes.
“I swear if you’re planning to murder me, there are people who will search for me.”
He chuckles and I smell the cologne on his shirt. It’s been two weeks and I’m still in shock that I haven’t gotten sick of him yet. Quite the opposite. I can’t seem to get enough of him and the more time I spend with Jasper the more I want him.
“I’m not going to murder you. Okay, now walk forward.” My foot hits som
