“Okay,” I murmured, clasping my hands together tightly. I turned to the side window, watching as we blew past the campus and crossed the bridge into Maryland.
Fifteen minutes later, Cam turned onto the road leading to the visitor’s center in Antietam National Battlefield. The history nerd in me started doing cartwheels, but I was way too nervous about being out here at night with Cam. Not that he seemed like the type to try anything, but if I knew anything, there was no ‘type’ when it came to that sort of thing. My nerves felt stretched thin and frayed at the edges.
“Are you sure we’re allowed to be out here at night?” I asked, glancing around.
“Nope.” He pulled into a parking spot. There were only a handful of cars.
I stared at him. “What?”
He laughed as he killed the engine. “I’m kidding. All we have to do is tell one of the Rangers that we’re from the University. They’ll be cool about it.”
I hoped so. The idea of being chased off the battlefield by a park ranger wasn’t on my list of things to accomplish before I died.
However, after taking one quick look at Cam, it looked like something he’d be down for.
“You ready?”
Grabbing my bag off the floor, I opened the truck door. “Yeah, let’s get this over with.”
Cam grabbed a flashlight out of the glove box as he chuckled. “Don’t sound too excited.”
I sent him a quick grin. “I’m not.”
“Don’t lie.” He walked around the hood and joined me, pointing over to where a cement tower with a red top rose into the sky. “That’s where we want to go to.”
“The tower on Bloody Lane?”
He shot me a quick look. “You’ve been here before.”
“No.”
“Then how did you know that’s Bloody Lane?”
I smiled slightly as I picked up a strand of my hair, twisting it between my fingers. “I’m a history major, so places like this appeal to me. Read up on it before. Bloodiest day of the whole war took place on that little stretch of dirt road.”
“Yeah, that’s what they say. Hold on a sec.” He turned to where a Ranger was cutting cross the field. “Be right back.”
I watched him jog over to where the Ranger waited. Words seemed to be exchanged and then Cam showed him his notebook. The Ranger laughed and they shook hands. Tipping my head up, I could already see tiny stars appearing in the deep blue sky. Nightfall would be on us in minutes.
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Cam swaggered back to my side. “We’re good to go. And we’re not the only ones. There are a few students down by the other side of the tower.”
“Cool.” I fell in step with him, keeping a healthy distance between us. “Why do so many people come here to do this? I’m sure there are places closer to campus.”
“Not like this. Look around.” He shoved the flashlight in his back pocket. “Besides the houses across the street, there are no city lights or towers everywhere. It’s just the sky.”
“And cornfields,” I pointed out.
He nodded. “Lots of cornfields.”
We hit the paved portion of the lane and started toward the tower. “How long do you think this will take?” I asked.
“Why? You got a hot date tonight?”
I barked out a short laugh. “Uh, no.”
One single dark brow arched up. “You sound like that’s an insane idea. That no one would go out on a Saturday night for a date.”
Dropping the piece of hair I was playing with, I forced a casual shrug. “I’m not dating anyone.”
“So why the rush?”
Admitting that I was seriously uncomfortable being out here would be embarrassing and rude, so I said nothing.
“Are you worried that I’ve brought you out here for my own nefarious plans?”
I came to a complete stop. Knots formed in my stomach. “What?”
Cam stopped and turned toward me. His grin slipped a notch. “Hey, Avery, I’m just joking. Seriously.”
Heat swamped my cheeks and the knots unraveled, replaced by a strong feeling of total lameness. “I know. I’m just…”
“Jumpy?” he supplied.
“Yeah, that.”
He studied me a moment longer and then started walking again. “Come on. It’ll be dark soon.”
Trailing behind him, I pictured myself running straight into the old wooden fences and impaling myself on one of the pointy ends. God, I needed to get a grip. Not every guy was like Blaine. I knew that. Totally understood that. I wasn’t completely damaged by my affliction.
On the other side of the tower, near the plaques, two students from our astronomy class sat on the bench, notebooks in their laps. They waved at us and as we waved back, Cam headed a little further down the wide parking lot and then veered off toward the grassy hill overlooking the dirt path of Bloody Lane.
Cam picked a spot and pulled out the flashlight before he sat down. I hovered a few steps back, listening to the low hum of the crickets. The ground had dried out from yesterday’s weather, but even if it was wet, it wouldn’t have stopped me from sitting down. I was just too keyed up.