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15.

Back to Vanessa's POV

When we first pulled up to this cute park I thought.

Not what I was expecting but Anthony had managed to make this look so freaking cute.

He lead us over to one of the set up tables.

It was like a mini painting with a twist.

On one side of the table he had set up a bunch of paint, with paint brushes, and mini canvases.

Then he had brought a basket with us as we were walking over towards the set up tables with lights.

"This is so cute bubba," I smiled leaning up kissing his cheek.

He grinned pulling out the things from the basket.

He had brought a blanket, with lots of food.

Food from my favorite restaurant.

Cheesesteaks, sweet potato pie, Stella Rose Watermelon wine, and cubed pineapples.

"Babe," I smiled covering my face.

He leaned over pressing his lips to mines.

I grabbed his face pecking his lips a few times. Then I gave him a real kiss sucking and biting his bottom lip gently.

He pulled away grinning.

"Don't start something you can't finish."

I blushed deeply turning back to the date before us.

"So I was thinking we could paint then eat, or we could eat then paint it's up to you babe," he smiled grabbing my hand from across the table.

As I thought he also grabbed a small container filled with strips of paper.

I looked at them confused.

"I thought while we painted and ate we could ask each other questions too."

I smiled and nodded. "Okay. Let's paint then eat."

He agreed picking up a canvas as did I.

I grabbed a orange, and yellow paint bottle dumping on the little paint tray.

Anthony grabbed a strip of paper from the bowl of questions. "What would you rate me on a scale of 1 to 10?"

He smirked as he noticed my facial expression.

"You know you're a 10 idiot."

He laughed shaking his head, and I then picked a question as he opened up a blue paint bottle.

We were attempting to a paint the pictures painted on the paper he had brought.

I was attempting at a sunset.

I read my question aloud. "How old were you when you lost your virginity?"

He looked up from his canvas I stared at him.

"I was 17when I lost my virginity."

That's not too bad I guess.

I've heard younger ages which is pretty disturbing.

"Getting it on and poppin' huh?" I laughed and he smiled shaking his head.

The little game went on with questions such as what we liked about each other, how many boyfriends/girlfriends we had, would you rather or some truths as well.

I had just finished my picture as did Anthony and we showed each other.

"Yours looks better than mine," he said annoyingly and I smiled.