I was dreaming. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was dreaming. It was a good dream too. I was draped over Nathan's chest, and one of his arms was wrapped around me while the other was stroking my hair. God, it felt good. I loved when he stroked my hair. Even though I was dreaming, it felt so incredibly real. The whole thing kind of made me feel a little sad. Because the one thing I wanted most of all was for it not to be a dream.

Desperate to hold onto the dream for as long as I possibly could, I snuggled closer to Nathan and sighed with contentment. This right here was when I was the most happy. When I was in his arms. Just the two of us. Unfortunately, I was also very aware that since this wasn't real, I wasn't going to see him until—

"Good morning, gorgeous."

My eyes snapped open. Okay, Dream Nathan's voice was way, way too real. My eyes scanned my surroundings. I was definitely inside my tent at the campsite. But if that was true, then that meant that...

"Nathan?" I leaned up and looked down at him. Yep, here he was in the flesh. "What are you doing here? You know you weren't allowed up here this weekend."

He rolled us over so he was the one looking down at me now. The smirk on his face was so incredibly sinful that it made me shiver. Before answering me, he took my mouth in a deep kiss that was so passionate, I would have melted into a puddle if I hadn't already been laying down.

"How could I resist that tempting invitation you sent me last night?"

I smiled and replied, "That wasn't an invitation, Nathan."

"Wasn't it? I'm pretty sure that sending that picture could count as entrapment." His lips brushed against mine softly. "I was helpless to do anything but come to see my beautiful, tempting siren."

My heart felt like it was beating a thousand times a minute as Nathan started kissing my neck. My voice was breathless and my mind was far, far away from sanity. "In Greek mythology a siren tempts a man and leads him to his death."

I could feel Nathan smile against my skin before he lifted his head to meet my gaze. "It would be completely worth it," he murmured before giving me another fiery kiss.

Unable to conceal how much Nathan's kiss and touch effected me, a deep moan crawled up the back of my throat. Not to mention how wet I got at the feel of his hard erection pressing against my hip.

"We can't have sex in here," I said in between kisses. "Lanie and Harper are in the tents right next to mine."

As much as I wanted to feel Nathan deep inside me, this was a lot different than when he and I were in his bedroom. At least we had a wall separating us from his sister's room. This was different.

"I know," he replied even more breathlessly than me. "Maybe we should slow down."

We both sat up in the tent, and when he patted his lap, I didn't hesitate to crawl over and straddle his thighs. Nathan wound his hands around my hips like he always did and held me close. Out of habit, I linked my hands around his neck.

"What are you doing here, Nathan? We can both get in so much trouble for this. Our mom's won't ever trust us again."

My mom was definitely not going to trust me or Nathan if she found out about this. Not only did she make me swear, but she also made Nathan's mom swear. With everything else I was dealing with in my life right now, seeing Nathan was the one thing I didn't want her to take away from me as punishment.

The half grin he sported implied otherwise. "Actually, I happen to know for a fact that your mom won't find out about this."

"How is that possible when—" Something he said stood out to me. "Wait a minute. You said my mom won't find out about us. What about yours?"

"Well, when you sent me that irresistible picture last night it ruined any chance of me staying away this weekend. And I knew if I snuck out my mom would either catch me or figure it out in five seconds flat and report to your mom. So I made absolutely sure that that wouldn't happen."

"How the hell did you do that?" I asked incredulously. What he was telling me didn't sound like the Mrs. Jenkins I've know almost my whole life.

Nathan's expression turned sheepish. "Turns out my mom will agree to just about anything if I apply for college."

"That's not funny," I chided him. "You shouldn't have lied to your mom about something so important to her!"

"Gorgeous, I didn't lie. I meant every word." His eyes held mine and I saw nothing but the truth in them. Nathan reached up to cup the side of my face. "I'm going to go to college, baby."

My brain was still having a hard time processing what my ears were hearing. The Nathan Jenkins that I've known my whole life would never, ever go to college. I couldn't recall how many times I've heard him talk about that with his family and friends. He would repeatedly tell them that college just wasn't for him. When his mom asked him what he was going to do with his life, he said he was just going to follow in his father's footsteps and be a mechanic.

"Please tell me that you aren't doing this for me, Nathan. If you are, you will only resent me for it later on."

"No, Karma. I promise I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for me." His expression held so much adoration that I almost cried. "But I am doing this because of you, baby. You've made me better. You make me better every day were together."

"Nathan, I—"

"I'm serious. I've never been more ashamed of who I used to be before we got together. Honestly, it kills me to even think about it. But now...I want to do better. I want to be better. For us."

"You really mean it," I murmured before a giant smile formed on my face. "I can't believe this."

Nathan shrugged one shoulder. "Even if I get in, I'm applying late. I wouldn't be able to start until spring probably."

Without saying a word, I grabbed his face and kissed the ever-loving-shit out of him. Nathan responded to my kiss instantly. He groaned against my lips, and as he laid back on my sleeping bag, I moved with him, never breaking the kiss.

Nathan's hands slid up my thighs until he cupped my ass. All I was wearing under his black Beastie boys t-shirt that I wore to bed was a pair of black cotton panties that were now soaked with my desire for him.

"Touch me," I breathed against his lips. His fingers delved into my panties and he started rubbing my clit. Thank God he didn't stop kissing me, otherwise Harper and Lanie were going to hear me moaning his name in a few minutes. My body was being run by my hormones. I rode his fingers as desperately as someone needed air to breathe. "Nathan..."

The orgasm hit me hard. The only thing that would have felt better is if he'd been inside me. Once my body stopped trembling from my release, I pulled back a little and smiled lovingly at Nathan.

"It's your birthday today, baby." I licked teasingly at his lips while reaching into the duffle bag he brought for a condom. "You know what that means, don't you?"

Nathan had a sexy smile as he said, "Please, gorgeous, enlighten me."

I found the condoms in his bag and pulled one out. "Two words. Birthday sex."

Before I could even rip open the condoms so we could get down to business, the front of our tent was whisked open. Nathan peered around me just as I looked over my shoulder to see who it was. This had been just the thing I was trying to avoid.

Lanie and Harper were standing side by side in front of the tent. Harper had an amusing and, surprisingly, not shocked expression. Lanie, however, had her hand over her eyes and her mouth was set in a grim line.

Nathan's little sister pointed into the tent. "You guys better not be doing what I can't see you doing right now!"

"Well..." I trailed off before looking back at Nathan. With a chuckle before I shrugged and smiled. "We're all together now. Let's get the birthday party started!"

I had been hoping that my quick wit would put Lanie in a better mood considering it was her brother's birthday.

That was positively, absolutely not the case.