Battlefield (The Covenant Book 2)
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“Yeah,” I utter, trying to relax against him. We’ve been on a few dates, but I am still not quite used to Brandon touching me. I’m not even used to him calling me Mac. Mackenzie is my name and it’s the one I prefer people use. Only my close friends and family call me Mac.
Our dates had been fun, but I’m not ready to change my relationship status quite yet.
Bringing him had not been my idea. Rachel insisted on bringing her boyfriend, Chuck, and he told Brandon. I couldn’t exactly say no.
To be clear, Brandon is a great guy. He is fun and easy to talk to, not to mention handsome, tall and built. He is the All-American boy with stylish dirty blonde hair and green eyes that would make any girl melt.
But not me. I couldn’t seem to get comfortable with him, with any guy, in fact. There is always something holding me back. Now I am almost twenty-two and still a virgin. I need to figure out why my girly parts don’t get excited around a man like Brandon.
“So, did you look at the band line-up for tomorrow?” he asks.
“Not yet. I’ll look it at it now.” I subtly shrug out of his arms and start walking back to the campsite, but he hangs an arm around my shoulders as we go.
Brandon acts like my indecision about this relationship isn’t a big deal, but he must be getting frustrated. I don’t deny his advances, but I don’t exactly greet him with open legs either. Then again, maybe he thinks this will be the weekend that things change. We are sharing a tent after all. Another one of Rachel’s ideas.
When we get back to the site, Chuck is starting to put together a tent while Rachel sits at the picnic table reading the instructions. Judging by Chuck’s reddened face, it is not going well. Chuck is another good-looking guy with dark brown hair and the body of a boxer.
Rachel sits there with her brunette locks and make-up looking perfect despite the long car ride and bounces her foot as she reads the pamphlet. “Do you see the letters on the poles that I’m talking about or do you need help?” she questions. I can tell she is pushing Chuck’s buttons to see how he handles it. I’ll have to talk to her about that later. It’s only the start of a long weekend and I don’t need them breaking up a half hour after we’ve arrived.
I head to the car and pull out my purse from the back seat to find my phone. I open Safari to look at the festival’s website when a box pops up. It states the phone’s battery is under twenty percent.
I reach back into my purse to fish out my charger when an image comes into my mind. It’s my charger plugged into the outlet next to my dresser … back in Minnesota.
“Ugh,” I say. “I forgot my charger. Anyone else use an iPhone?” Everyone shakes their head. “How am I friends with only Android people?” I laugh.
Rachel jumps out of her seat. “Why don’t you and I head into town for groceries while the boys set things up? We can look for a charger.”
“Yes, please,” Chuck grunts and Rachel smirks back at him.
I look at Brandon. “Are you okay setting up the tent?”
“I’m insulted that you even asked,” he says before breaking into one of those cute boy smiles. He really is perfect. My subconscious shakes her head at my body. Why can’t you see that?
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