“Good morning, staffers!”
From one of the picnic tables set up down by Lake Waawaatesi, Beckett Hayes watched his new boss, Heather Tully, address the assembled crowd. Oh yeah. His buddy, Michael, had done well when he’d married her. The cheerful blonde looked absolutely in her element. And why shouldn’t she? Camp Firefly Falls—summer camp for grown-ups—was her brain child.
“It’s going to be a super busy week as we finish prepping for our first session of the summer—Singles Week—so we’ll be throwing you all into the deep end with that one.”
“Deep end is right,” the guy next to him whispered. “I was here for that last year. It’s like policing a damned orgy.”
“Lovely,” Beckett muttered. He’d dealt with some of that in his last job as national park ranger. Herding drunk, horny peo
