Walking On The BeachMature

Peter has always been the kind of guy that likes romantic stuff. I knew that, but I never new he would do it for me.

We were taking a walk on the beach, Peter who insisted I wear a blindfold was guiding to his surprise.

"Okay, open your eyes and I will take the bandana off." Peter said gently.

I opened my eyes and saw nothing but red mexican print. Then Peter's hands took off the blindfold and I could see again.

The sky was beautiful, almost exactly what I felt like. On the sand lay a checkered blanket and a picnic basket. Next to the basket and all around the blanket there were candles.

"Oh, Peter." I said breathlessly.

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