Chapter 37

Shannon

I was awoken by a soft bird chirping. There was something special about waking up in nature. Everything felt so fresh even though I was only in a tent. The sound of running water, the fresh air that came with the wind, and the heat natural sunlight brought, were so refreshing.

This was the point of camping, I think.

Vernon's arms were wrapped tightly around my waist, his face was buried on the back of my neck. I felt his breathing rhythm changed slightly, indicating that he was awake.

"You are up so early," Vernon said, his voice was low and husky from sleep.

"The birds singing woke me up," I said simply. But I wasn't complaining.

Vernon only made a hum in response.

"What are we doing today?" I asked him out of curiosity.

"Hiking, but I didn't know if your friend could still do that after last night."

"Quit it. Don't say this in front of them, she would get shy."

"Of course, I wouldn't. What kind of person do you think I am?"

"Yet you are saying that to me." I rolled my eyes.