Dutch and you had been 'secretly' dating for around a month now— It wasn't a secret to almost everyone in the gang. The only person who didn't think you were together was Molly. That poor soul of a woman was in complete denial that her beloved Dutch would cheat on her. And no one could convince the Irish women otherwise.

Dutch had dragged you into his tent he sat on his cot and you sat in his lap. His hands rested on your thighs as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear. A sound drew both of your attention away.

"Dutch have yo-" Molly opened the tent flap, and gasped. Tears filled the woman's eyes as she rushed right back out.