Our Secret Dream

Date Night- Saying I Love You - Part 1

It's finally time for my date night with Bryan. I have decided to wear a black crop top, red and black open flannel shirt, light blue denim shorts and some sandals. I curl the ends of my hair and leave it down. The look is both simple and sexy all in one. I walk down stairs and find B waiting for me. He's wearing my favourite black ripped jeans and a flannel shirt, the first few buttons undone. Lord this man is dreamy, not to mention a fucking Italian god 🥵

Skylar: Looking very handsome baby.

Bryan: Wow. You look....gorgeous.

I smile and do a little twirl for him. I go into the kitchen grab the picnic basket, blanket and brownies I made earlier. I put a plate out on the side with a sticky note attached to the top with a few brownies for the boys. We leave the house hand in hand, Bryan opens the door for me and helps me climb into the Jeep before walking around the the passengers side. I watch him walk around the car and then give him a shy smile before turning the ignition and driving towards one of our favourite spots, the beach.

Once we arrive, I park the car so that we are facing the oven, I turn over to look at Bryan who has a huge smile on his face. It's the type of smile that's contagious and you end up smiling. I reach out and rest my hand on his thigh, gently rubbing and massaging the skin beneath my hand. Fuck I love this man. Bryan looks at my hand on this thigh before bringing his attention back to my face, drifting from my eyes to my lips.

Bryan: Are we having a picnic on the beach?

Skylar: Yes baby. I know you like watching the sunset.

Bryan: Your adorable.

Skylar: And your sexy. 

I give his thigh one last squeeze before removing my hand and winking at him. I grab the car keys and put them into my shorts pocked. I look back at him and he hasn't moved just watching me in awe, I giggle and then lean into him. Pressing my lips against his, it's only a brief kiss something sweet and tender. As I pull away he tries to capture my lips again but I shake my head and climb out of the car. I walk to the boot and grab all of the things for the pic-nic.

B follows me and walks around to my side of the car an amused twinkle to his eye. He takes the basket and blanket from me, positioning it all in his left hand/fore arm before turning back to me intertwining our fingers together. The act makes me smile and still I can't help but blush, something so innocent and loving and yet I'm blushing like a twelve year old high school girl.

We walk hand in hand down the steps onto the beach. Once at the bottom I lead us to a secluded part of the beach near some rocks. A place we'd visited before. We place the blanket on the sand, with the wicker basket to the one side before we both sit down together. I open the basket containing all of Bs favourite foods and start putting them out on the blanket. On the sly I steal glances in his direction trying to see his reactions to each of the dishes I pull out from the basket. Every time is eyes light up and show a brighter twinkle. The surprise and happiness written all over his face.

Bryan: Wait you made all my favourites.

Skylar: Only the best for my King!!

Bryan: You my love are too good to me.

I laugh in response, I know people say the way to a mans heart is through his stomach but I hadn't really given it much thought until now. We spend the next twenty minutes eating food, laughing and joking around being the goofballs that we are. The suns has started to set so we turn our attention to the oven, watching the sun sink lower and deeper into the horizon. After a while Bryan played some music on his phone, I'm guessing from one of his own or a Tyler's playlists. My smile grows wider and the blush creeps back when my songs Waterfall Rain and Coming Home  play, it's even better when Bryan sings along to them nailing every single word. I want to hind behind my hands but I know that B would just tell me not to hide and not to feel shy or embarrassed, that my music is something to be proud and confident in. Which of course he would be true but it just hits different when you hear you hear your own music being sung to you by the person you love most in the world. Shoots I need to hurry up and tell him how much I love him as I don't think I can hold it in any longer ...