Publisher's Synopsis
Jessica swore as she lugged the heaping bag of junk food out of the supply cabin. She'd taken Milky Ways, Doritos, Skittles. The works. With a summer full of Camp Antler Point's infamous chili on the horizon, she'd need all the goodies she could get her hands on if she was going to survive with her intestines intact.
Her stomach snarled at the thought of tearing open a bag of chips and devouring it like a savage wolverine. She was so close to eating as much cheesy goodness as she wanted with that cute counselor, maybe with a little something for dessert. But that would have to wait.
She glanced around the cabin to see if she'd been followed. There was no sign of anyone, thank God, but she still had a long trek back to the counselors' cabins before she could pig out without getting caught and stuck on bathroom duty for a month.
She shuddered. There was nothing more disgusting than kids' bathrooms. No matter how much of the stains anyone scrubbed off, there was always some new, previously undiscovered shade of brown hidden underneath the caked-on layers of grime.
There was no way in hell she was risking that, especially not with her summer fling at stake.
