The tent still feels warm, reeking of sweat. You sleep peacefully, while Phillip couldn't sleep a wink.

Phillip is engaged to a very beautiful lady, he really loves her and plans to get married soon, or so he tells himself. You find yourselves alone on a mountain with only sheep for company, what could he do? The flesh is weak.

Phillip has his back against the tent's nylon walls, staring up, his heart drumming on his chest. Your back pressed against Phillip's chest, feeling his racing pulse. You shifted slightly, resting your head on his shoulder, making him pull away abruptly. " Get off me." He grumbles, getting up swiftly and walking back to the camp you both set up the previous night, leaving you alone with your thoughts.