Chapter 37

Quinn POV

Possible Trauma Triggers

Tonight was good. At first, I thought we may have had problems when the Silver River group showed up, and Meg and I both thought that something felt off, but that changed as the night went on. Whether that was from the fact that of the liquor flowing or the laughter floating on the air I don’t know, but I didn't question it too much we are here to have fun. I was surrounded by some of my closest friends and had the best woman a man could want by my side. And now I was cuddled in a tent with, that same woman. I want to do more than just cuddle, and I could say that it was because I didn’t want Meg to feel embarrassed if someone heard us, but it’s not. I’m selfish I don’t want anyone in the other tents to hear the beautiful sounds Meg makes when she reaches her peek of pleasure that is only for me. I am more than happy to suffer through blue balls for the weekend if it saves her from embarrassment and keeps those sounds away from other men’s ears.

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