4th of July
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Quil's POV
I got out of my truck and walked around to the passenger door. I pulled open the door and held out my hand. Claire took my hand and hopped out of my truck. After closing the door, I led the way over to the beach, holding her hand. Claire was now seventeen so it didn't bother people that much that we were together. I wrapped my arm around her tiny waist and pulled her close. I didn't want her to get cold and my heat would stop that if it did happen.
Claire had always been my life. I cared about her, she was my world. We walked onto the sand. All the guys were there with their imprints. I sat down on the sand and pulled Claire down in front of me. I leaned back on one arm while the other one wrapped itself around her waist again. She leaned back against my chest. I planted a kiss on her forehead before we both looked up at the sky as the fireworks started. It was the 4th of July and I planned on spending the whole night with my imprint.