The waiting game

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The next morning I woke up to the sound of the tent unzipping. My eyes shot open, I realized I was naked. I quickly grabbed the covers and pulled them over both of us. My sister poked her head in, and her eyes went wide before her head disappeared, and she was rezipping the tent. “Sorry.” She called from the other side of the fabric. I shook Jordan awake. “Jordan wake up.” He sat up rubbing his eyes. “Huh.” then he blinked and looked at me and then panic flooded his eyes as he looked down at himself. He slid on his boxers, as he went rummaging around the tent. I was not sure of what he was looking for. I quickly gathered my clothes, dressing and got out as he searched frantically for something. I found my sister cooking on the grill. I walked over to her, and she wrapped her arms around m

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