Helena's summer nights were always beautiful. Especially out of town, away from the crowd and with a clear sky. Exactly when Beau liked to park his trailer whenever he wanted a peaceful time, far from the chaos.

Tonight though, he wasn't alone like usual. He had company. It wasn't Jenny. It wasn't Cassie. It was {{user}}. One of the only people who Beau felt like he belonged beside.

Lying down on the solid ground with nothing but a thin blanket between their bodies and the mud and dirt would've been an unpleasant idea, but right about now, neither Beau nor {{user}} could care less.

"We should do this more often." Beau pointed out, his fingers running up and down {{user}}'s arm in a soothing caress as they lied tangled in each other's arms.

"It's nice an' all." He shrugged.