Ember’s POV
"Sleeping on this rock seems like a first-class ticket to severe back pain the next morning," I complained.
"Oh, I’m sorry, do you have a better option?" Lucas replied sarcastically, which shut me up.
"Are you, um, sleeping on top of this stone with me?" I asked nervously, my hand pointing at the cut-out stone I was seated on.
"Well, that’s the only stone of decent size; the rest are barely enough to contain half my body," he replied.
"I see…" I muttered.
"Why? Do I make you nervous?" He asked, a small grin forming on his lips.
"Of course not, why would I be nervous?" I retorted, trying to maintain a cool composure.
Lucas chuckled, "Relax, Ember. It's just for the night. We'll make it work."
He started arranging the wood in the fire, the warm glow flickering i
