Ciara and Mason made it to their tent slowly. They looked around the lamp lit area in admiration and the colorful lights coming from the tents around. Ciara bit her bottom lip and placed a lock of hair behind her ear nervously.
"Uh, I could go sleep in Harry's tent," Mason stated and Ciara nodded but froze then shook her head.
"No, that's not necessary. We can stay together in the same tent," Ciara said softly and opened the flap of the tent and walked in, Mason followed suit.
Ciara pulled off the jacket she wore and dumped it on the ground beside the mattress. She slowly sat on the soft mattress and smiled up at Mason who was still standing rigid at the entrance of the tent.
"What's wrong?" She asked and he blinked.
"Uh, nothing. I'm just tired. The tug-of-war got me tired, it's all
