calling your bluff

One easygoing poker player, one no-nonsense camp counselor, and two hidden pasts...

Why did I think I could become a camp counselor? As a professional poker player, my experience with kids is... limited, at best. What I thought would be a few days of fun by the lake is more intense than I ever could have imagined, and meeting my co-counselor was like a gut punch. She’s smart and beautiful with biting wit and a smile for everyone-except me.

I don’t know what I’ve done to make her hate me, and every attempt to win her over seems to backfire. Most people would fold-but I can’t walk away from her, or from the sadness hiding behind her eyes.

She’s determined to keep her secrets to herself, but she’s not the only one hiding things. So when a camper is in danger, can we put aside our hidden pasts and work together? Or will our secrets cost us more than just our shot at love?