I giggle into the blackness.
"Haha. Blake! I'm scared I'm going to run into something!" I say hesitating before I take another step.
"You're fine. Just trust me." I couldn't see the smile but I could hear it.
"Where are you taking me. I don't know if to be worried or excited." I say trying to at least get a little hint.
"Ahhh....you should be worried." He announces.
"Oh gosh. You're probably guiding me off the edge of a cliff! Or- or maybe pushing me into a pool. Oooh or you're going to push me into quick sand and just laugh at me while I sink. You could be leading me to my death right this second!" I worry aloud, but knowing he would never do any of that stuff. I just like hearing him laugh.
And laugh he did.
"Just chill out Sugar. I was joking and you know that.... We're almost there.. Okay slow down. Ok stop."
I stop walking, having no clue where I am. He even made me ride in his truck with this stupid makeshift bandana thingy over my eyes. I really do feel bad for blind people. If I were blind I'd be scared to move. I'd probably never get out my lay-Z-boy all day..
"Can I look n-" he presses his lips to mine, but disappointingly, it only last for a few seconds.
While he kissed me he unwrapped the fabric around my eyes and I gasped at the sight. We were at the beach and the only ones in sight. The water was blue with white waves rippling through the water and up to the sand. The sun was just setting turning the sky into a painting. Pink. Orange. A little bit of purple. And of course blue. It was absolutely breath taking. I kind of wish I had a camera.
"Oh Blake! It's beautiful." I take his hand in my and he turns me around. I gasp again. This man is perfect. Not only did he bring me to a picture perfect setting, but he also set us up a little romantic picnic. There were wine glasses and a huge towel ,that looked like a big blanket, sat on the ground.
"I wish I would've brought a bathing suit." I say, wishing I could go in the water.
"Well I took the pleasure in picking one out for you." He says smiling. He reached into the little basket and pulled out one of my string bikinis. It was white and had pink poka dots.
"Someone went snooping in my drawers." I say in a 'shame shame' kinda way.
"Haha. I also opened the wrong one on accident." He says laughing and throwing a pair of my black Victoria's Secret underwear.
I laugh and throw it back. "You pervert."
"You should wear those one night. I can already pict- ow!" He yelps as I slap him on the shoulder.
"No daydreaming about me in sexy Victoria's Secret underwear!" I laugh.
"Well.. You are my soon to be wife."
"Well no daydreaming of me pervert I'm right here. If you wanted to see me in lacy black underwear you could've just asked." I say shaking my hips, teasing the hell out of him.
"Can you wear those sexy black lacy underwear?" He asks smiling up at me.
"Ow!" There went another slap.
"You told me to ask!" He says defensively.
"Well not two second after I told you!" I laugh out.
"Well! Come on! Change into that hot little bathing suit!" He whines, making me giggle.
"Turn around." I demand.
"Wha-? I'm your husband now I get to see you naked whenever I want." He smiles at that, like he was just realizing.
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The Night I Forgot
HumorYoung Allie forgot the night that was most likely the most important one of her life. She wakes up married to a man she doesn't know. She jumps right to getting a divorce but might actually change her mind