Scarlett lay on the foam mattress in the camper shell, the darkness around her almost suffocating. Hudson had made a bed in the back of the truck, claiming he’d put all the seats down and it was plenty wide for his shoulders.
She hadn’t been able to go look at it. Guilt would’ve had her offering him the bed again, and he’d have refused, and the awkwardne…
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