His hands clamped over my eyes, I walked cautiously up the hill. At what I guessed to be the peak, Brendon released me from his grasp.
"Aww, a picnic!" I said as I took in the scene; a red and white picnic blanket, and a basket. Just like I thought picnics were supposed to be. I turned around to hug him, but he grabbed my wrists and twisted me around and around. I giggled, and Brendon smiled widely. He let go and I walked around like a drunkard, twirling and tripping until I fell to the ground, the world still spinning around me. I lied down on the ground, regaining my head. Brendon slyly scurried up to my side. He gently lifted my skirt a little before I swatted his hand away, making him squeak.
"No, no. Bad boy." I said playfully. Brendon pouted and set up the picnic. He brought us 2 PB & Js, potato chips, lemonade, champagne, and cupcakes. Chocolate for me and red velvet for him. As we munched on our sandwiches, Brendon asked,
"So, do you like it?"
"It's so sweet," I replied. I threw a chip in his direction.
"Oh really?" He threw 2 chips at me in return.
I grabbed a handful, crushed them, and flung. I laughed when Brendon's face was covered in chip dust.
"Oh, you," he said, then lunged over and tackled me to the ground. I returned with a kiss on the cheek.
"Come on," Brendon said, coming closer every second, "You can do better." He was nuzzling my face now. I smiled and kissed him on the lips. When we came up for air, he was smiling wildly.
"I didn't have to break out the champagne." I reached for my cup of lemonade and took a sip. Brendon got off me and we finished eating. I crawled across the grass and snuggled up to Brendon, pushing him down, and watched the clouds. The sky was mostly clear, with only some wisps of clouds here and there. And under that blue sky was where Brendon whispered in my ear, "I love you," for the first time.
"I love you too."