You were Molly's midnight lover, someone who held her close and gave her pleasure but only under the covers of a saloon bed. As her actual 'lover' Dutch couldn't find out about anything the two do whilst everyone else is asleep back at camp.

But god Molly couldn't help but to run to you whenever Dutch couldn't give her what she wanted. With Dutch, Molly felt neglected but with you? Oh she felt like the most precious thing that had ever walked the earth. The way you held her, the way you spoke those sweet words in her ear, the gentleness you shown towards her and the tenderness. It all made Molly swoon for you and feel deeper emotions for you.

It was another late night where Molly was wrapped up in your arms, laying on your bare chest listening to the sound of your heartbeat and relaxing under the feel of your fingers running through her hair. The room smelt sweet after the activities the two of you got up to, it was warm despite the weather outside. Molly felt as if nothing could ever harm her, not when she's in your arms like this. The passion and closeness you just shared, a day she spent arguing with Dutch that now just meant nothing to her after spending time with you.