Keke nodded. “Yeah, I did, but it wasn’t Ivy League. It wasn’t even one of the top twenty dance programs in the nation. But yeah, it was a full ride, and it got me out of this place.” She looked around like she’d been transported onto an alien planet.
 
 He knew the feeling.
 
 Pete stared at Keke’s lovely, heart-shaped face. “I want out, too.”
 
 “Don’t blame you. There’s nothing in this town. It’s so small and…small.”
 
 “My dad wants me to go to school so I can come back here and, I dunno, start some firm and help keep this camp alive.”
 
 Her brows came together. “Is the camp in trouble?”
 
 Pete halted in the doorway.
 
 A girl with thick, blonde hair cascading over her shoulders bent over a bed, smoothing out the wrinkles in the sheets.
 
 Lea…