LUCAS POV
Morning came too soon, and I hear a commotion taking place outside our tent. I push my head further into Marah’s neck trying to get some more time with her before she awakes.
She giggles and starts wiggling, “You’re tickling my neck.” This only encourages me to make more aggressive nips. Soon, she is trying to escape the blanket. I of course pull her closer into me. She whines, “I have to pee Lucas.”
“Well don’t be gone long. I need more Marah on me.” I tease as she pulls on her shorts and my shirt. She unzips the tent and makes her way out. I hear someone call for Alf. I laugh to myself wondering who in the world would name their kid Alf. I can only think of the character for an old sitcom.
It takes Marah a little longer than I had hoped. I’d already pulled on my pants and
