Possessive Camp Counselor by Flora Ferrari

Tessa:

Beaver Pines. It was my first camp, my first big trip away from home and my first major crush.
I was a teen when I first went there and once college is done, I don’t hear a gap year in Europe calling, I can’t afford that.
I want to make a difference, I want to give something back.
But most of all, I want to relive the dreamy crush I had on that counselor, what was his name again? I pretend to myself. As if I’ve forgotten.
Sean…
I’ve got a ton of bad memories from my life, but Sean, my camp crush, is my favorite happy memory. And what better way to relive that feeling than by registering as a camp counselor myself?
All the way back up at Beaver Pines.
There’ll be a few days induction, an orientation of the camp and procedure before any campers arrive… “you’ll have the whole place to yourselves…”
The recruiter tells me.
Me and I wonder who else?

Sean:

I could sense her long before I saw her, and I nearly plow right into her.
A sure sign of things to come.
Once I catch sight of those curves. Her hips and that rear end of hers, I’ve got a lot of plowing in mind.
There are rules at Beaver Pines, but some rules were made to be broken. Like never falling for your fellow counselors.
Even if I’m an older guy and she’s a younger woman, we’re the only two here, so who’s gonna tell?