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A/N - since I finished the book and am already mentally moved on to the sequel to this story — the last of their time at camp — I decided to publish it all and not keep those who have been commenting and voting waiting! Thank you for all the support and love!

I've only always written and posted because it's my passion and I enjoy it no matter what, but it does mean a lot to me to know that others are coming back to read new updates and liking the story! So thank you!

Make sure to read the authors note after the epilogue — it's very important!

Enjoy the rest of Camp Where The Hell Are We!

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"Can I watch?"

"Me change? Aiden!" She scolded with a blush on her cheeks, shoving him backwards out of the open door of her room.

He was allowing her to move him, but his cheeky smirk didn't disappear, "You can watch me change anytime you want, Spitfire. I'm only asking for the same curtesy."

"You're shameless." she rolled her eyes as he made it over the threshold, and she rested her hand on the door handle.

"I'll use my imagination, though I know it won't do you any jus-"

Marley slammed the door in his face, her cheeks still scarlet as she listened to his booming laugh from outside the door.

Feeling vulnerable, she went into the bathroom to change. As much as she was confident that Aiden would never walk in on her, it felt as though he was still in the room. Her skin was hot to the touch as she slipped her blue dress on and grabbed her white, knee high socks off the floor.

She sat on the end of her bunk and called him back in as she slipped them on. Hearing a low whistle as she stood, Marley snapped her head up to watch Aiden lean against the door jamb, his darkened blue eyes taking their time to roam over her frame. She felt the prickling warmth spread from her fingers to her toes.

"You're beautiful."

Her heart melted. She smiled goofily, "Thank you."

Aiden scoffed, shaking his head, his eyes following her over to her armoire where she had her knee length brown boots.

"I don't compliment you for you. I compliment you because honesty is the best policy."

"Says the kid who has made a mockery out of every single other golden rule from kindergarten to now?" She droned, shooting Aiden a dry look from where she kneeled.

"Rules are made to be broken." he shrugged, smirking cutely, "I think my job now is to show you that."

He swung an arm over her shoulders when she made it over to him, her brown, over the shoulder purse slipped over her head and a cardigan over her arm. He reached for the door handle while she craned her head up to look at him, "And maybe mine is to keep you grounded. I think you can safely scratch pre-law out of your plan B."

"I'd look sexy in a suit, all business and striding around a courtroom, don't you think?"

Aiden Matthews as a quarterback takes the cake, but as an adult lawyer, being assertive and dominant, winning tough cases, would be illegally sexy, too.

Not that she'd tell him that.

"You can't be the defence when you're going to be the one on trial, Matthews." she finished saying as he opened the door.

In a flash, three figures appeared in front of the door, so quickly that it took both Marley and Aiden a few seconds for who was in front of them to register. To the point where he shoved her behind him. She nearly fell on her butt, grabbing onto his bicep for balance.