'Conor!' You gasped as you saw the beautiful candles that lit the small local park 'You didn't have to do all this.' You turned to look at the boy with a smug grin on his face.
'Babe, its your birthday, of course I did, you deserve to be treated like a princess and anyway-' he tried to continue but you cut him off with a kiss. When you pulled away he gawped at you.
'Um, I was speaking.' He said with sass. 'Sorry.' You apologised.
He swept you up off the floor and you screamed with shock and he ran towards the blanket on the floor before he practically threw you on to the floor and climbed on top of you, passionately kissing every inch of your face except your lips to tease you.
