By Jill Myles
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He glanced backward at me. I bit my lip. It was either that, or start screaming. “I guess the budget must have been cut for this season,” I joked. ” “This is about endurance and surviving against the elements,” Dean replied in a scathing voice. ” I glared at the back of his head as he tromped off through the bushes. ” This was going to be the longest two months of my life, easily. Despite the jerkoff that was my partner, they couldn't have picked a lovelier location for the filming. Gentle waves lapped against the shore, and the sand that edged the water was smooth and pale and seamless.
It’s now decision time. ” He gestured at the far end of the row. ” Shanna and Leon hopped to their feet, slate in hand, and disappeared into a small curtained off booth in the background. I squinted at the sun, high overhead, and wondered how much longer this would take. I mean, it was obvious that they’d be writing our number down. We were a complete and total train-wreck of a team. There was no way Dean and I would get anywhere if we didn’t learn to get along, and so far, we weren’t learning.
Is that how we're going to do it then? ” “If that's how you want to be, fine! That is exactly how we can do it,” I huffed. Fuck him if he thought I was going to share my peanut butter with him, when all he did was yell in my face. ” Dean stomped off to the middle of the small area that I'd cleared and dug his heel down in the center. “We'll build our firepit here. ” “That's fine with me,” I said in my iciest voice. ” “Why, no I'm not,” he said with a drawl. ” We glared at each other for a minute longer, and then he stormed off again, tearing through the brushy leaves at the outskirts of camp and spraying sand with each furious step he took.