Chapter 184: The Bench

Silence settled over them as Camden felt for the chocolate bar in her pocket, crinkling the wrapper. It was empty. She must have finished it and not realized it, she thought with disappointment. "What was that?" Clayton asked, the noise sounding out of place. "Chocolate wrapper," she declared, not feeling it necessary to show him the evidence. He scoffed, "Of course it is," he whispered as she wrapped her arm around him once more. They both stared out over the loch. It was peaceful and tranquil and the calm began to seep into them quietly. The awkward discomfort Clayton had been feeling due to Camden's close proximity began to dissolve, and her presence started to bring him peace rather than turmoil. He felt her relax slightly on his lap and realized she must have been feeling exactly the same way. He had begrudgingly rested one hand on her back when they had sat down, preferring to limit the physical contact between them after their altercation, but as time passed he was starting to f