She stays

"FINE" She yells, and turns to her new friend in a huff. "before you go...wait here" She says to him. She goes to our car, and I can see her digging around and doing something, but can't quite make out what. She returns to him a moment later, with a small piece of paper in her hand, she hands it to him.

He looks slightly confused, examines the paper, then smiles and looks at her again, thanks her and makes his exit.

I watch the whole event, confused as to what just happened. Did she just give this kid her number?

As the boy walks away, Brooke watches him walk away before turning back to me, and her smile quickly turns to a look of annoyance. Without saying a word, she turns and walks to the tent.

I knew she was mad, but I don't care, this was supposed to be our week. A week of us and just us. If we wanted to party with barely legal teens we could do that in the city.

I decide not to bother her, better to let her cool off a little, and hopefully she realizes it was for the better.

So I sit back, sipping beers and waited.