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Daylight broke and streamed through the gap in their tent and woke Lucy up. She squinted at the bright light and took in a deep breath. She was now on her side, her back to Wyatt, who appeared to still have his arms around her. His warm breath tickled her back as his head was rested there, the thin material of her nightdress might as well have not been there.
Their legs were tangled around each other, she settled herself in again, not wanting to move and wake him. However she heard a sudden sound of a cattle bell clang from outside and voices milling around. The others must now be awake. Wyatt groaned against her obviously waking up and he started to move.
"Oh," came a deep gravelly morning voice, clearly realising the position they were in, "sorry about that" he stated and started to pull away, de tangling their legs from each other. The warmth disappearing and suddenly Lucy felt bare without him holding on to her.
"No problem," she responded and slowly sat up, arms folded over her chest to cover her bra less top half. It occurred to her that during the sleep last night Wyatt probably held onto that area more than once without realising. She appreciated the comfort last night and wondered if he felt the same.
He undoubtedly found some energy and jumped up getting dressed, however as soon as he had popped up out of the sleeping bag, a little snigger came from Lucy at seeing his Long Johns again, her mind going back to the night before. She hadn't laughed like that in ages.
"Would you stop?" he wasn't facing her but she heard the smile in his voice. He put his trousers on and then his jacket. He turned to her with a smirk, "bet you $20 that at least two members of this camp got woken up last night by you and that cackle of yours"
Lucy's mouth dropped open, "How dare you, I do not cackle," she commented, annoyed but amused, "besides i wasn't the only one laughing" she pointed out. Remembering him letting out a few laughs while trying to keep her quiet.
"Yeah but i don't cackle like a witch" he smirked again, trying to get a rise out of her, and it worked.
"I do not!" she couldn't help but laugh again as she heard footsteps approach.
"You guys decent in there?" Rufus asked standing outside their tent.
"Yeah man come in" Wyatt replied, much to Lucy's annoyance as she was clearly still not ready. Not even close.
"Wyatt" she groaned.
To which Wyatt shrugged, "What? Its Rufus"
Rufus entered looking tired, however he gave a knowing smile to them both, "So what happened in here last night then?"
Lucy raised her eyebrows and pretended not to know, "Nothing happened" she shrugged, bringing the sleeping bag closer to her for warmth. It was early morning and still cold.
"Tell that to Wood and Alex who came out their tents to hear you two lovebirds going at it" Rufus explained.
"That's $20 you owe me" Wyatt pointed out, satisfied that more than two people heard the laughing last night. He seemed completely oblivious to what Rufus had actually said.
"We were not going at it" Lucy ignored Wyatt's now outstretched hand like he was expecting the money straight away and looked to Rufus to try and settle it.
"They thought it was man and wife getting it on, only i know the truth and to be honest...sounded like you were having one hell of a time in here. Could have fooled me," Rufus responded taking a seat on the wooden crate opposite them, "you are certainly playing these roles well"
Lucy was frustrated, she was pleased it appeared their cover was still intact, but were they getting in too deep. So much that Rufus thought that something was going on? "Rufus i was just laughing at something Wyatt did," she tried to explain, "I just couldn't stop, trust me that's all that happened. Tell him" she looked to Wyatt for back up.
"Well-" Wyatt shrugged and she couldn't believe he was trying to make it into something...
"Wyatt!" Lucy exclaimed, and looked to Rufus, "that's all it was"
"And the cuddling," Wyatt reminded her, she looked at him, eyes wide, "don't forget that sweetheart" he said with a side smile, "cant believe you'd forget that" he acted hurt.
Rufus's mouth fell open and it broke into a smile, they were both teasing her.
"Ok that's enough" Lucy sighed, standing up, not caring now that she as just in her nightgown and she grabbed her dress, "you can both leave now so i can get ready"
Wyatt gave a look to Rufus who stood up and hovered by the exit of the tent. Wyatt moved forward, "Want me to help you?" he asked sincerely the smile fading from his face after winding her up, but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her bare back again or helping her.
"No it's ok. If Emie or Reine are free, please ask one of them to come and help me. Thanks" she turned away from him and got her dress ready.
"You sure honey?" he asked, to which a snigger came from Rufus. Obviously not getting that she was annoyed and wanting to tease her more.
She rolled her eyes, "You can stop with the sweetheart and honey already. And yes i'm sure" she snapped back.
Wyatt sighed in frustration behind her and didn't argue. Before they left she only heard Rufus, "When your fake wife brushes you off, that's when you know your in trouble"