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“Surprise.”
    “Blake, this is perfect,” I gasped, taking it all in. Everything around us was beyond beautiful. The lake was glistening in the sun’s rays creating the perfect atmosphere. The spot was so secluded, too; there wasn’t a soul in sight.
    “I know you’re probably used to the finer things in life, but I came here a lot as a child and wanted to share it with you,” he muttered, getting a blanket and a small picnic basket from the back of his bike.  
    “You’ve really thought of everything, haven’t you?” I sniggered, watching him place the blanket down and begin to unpack the basket.
    “Guys like me don’t get chances like this very often. I want to make some memories I can enjoy for years to come,” he winked, pulling out a bottle of champagne.  
    “Champagne?”
    “Too much?” he winced as I joined him on the blanket.       
    “No, it’s all perfect,” I sighed, leaning in to press my lips softly against his. It was only a chaste kiss. “I can’t remember the last time I did anything like this.”
    “The picnic? Or having time off?”
    “Both,” I breathed.
    “Well, just relax, then. I have it all taken care of. This might not be as exciting as some of the things you’ve done in your line of work, but I wanted it to be something special that we could enjoy together.”
    “Honestly, this will be extremely hard to beat. Trust me, Blake,” I admitted.
    “Your job must be really exciting with all that traveling,” he commented, leaning back on his arms. Did he deliberately just change the subject?
    “It actually gets a little mundane,” I admitted as he stretched to pick up some glasses. I was drawn toward the sliver of bare skin at the top of his jeans.
    “Really?”
    “Fame isn’t as glamorous as people believe it to be. In my line of work, there’s a lot of waiting around. The cities I visit…I only see the inside of a building most the time. It can get quite lonely, actually.” I was being so open with Blake, but it felt natural.
    “I’m sorry, Violet. I didn’t even think of it that way.”
    “Don’t worry about it,” I replied seductively, climbing on top of him. “Have you brought many girls here? Is this like your make-out spot?”
    “No, you’re the first,” he chuckled, running his fingers through my hair. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? Any guy would give his life to be me right now.”
    “I doubt that, Blake.”
    “You, Violet, have so much light in you. I’ve never felt so alive before and I know it’s because of you.”
    “You can be incredibly sweet,” I groaned as he pulled me down toward his lips. My hands dug into the sand when he deepened the kiss, sweeping his tongue in to meet mine.
    Kissing Blake was quickly becoming one of my favorite pastimes.
    “I want you, Violet,” he snarled, snaking his hand down my back.
    “Here?” I gasped. What if someone saw us? I couldn’t chance any paparazzi catching us and taking pictures. It would be on the front page of every trashy tabloid out there within hours. Something like that coming out could put an end to my career.
    “No one comes here. It’s a secluded beach,” he purred, running his fingers up my legs. “Let me love you here, Beautiful.” I couldn’t resist him—I didn’t want to.
    Blake effortlessly rolled us over so he was hovering above me. His lips began to move down my jaw while his hands continued their way up my dress.
    “I’ve never had sex outside before,” I murmured into his ear as his mouth moved toward my neck.  
    “Violet Weathers has never had sex outside?” Blake teased, acting horrified at the thought.
    “Don’t mock me,” I pouted, slapping his arm playfully.
    “I guess I better make this good then, huh? No pressure,” he smoldered, slipping his hand into my panties.
    “Fuck…B…Bl…Blake,” I groaned, fisting the sand above my head as his fingers slipped inside me. “A little warning would have been nice.”
    “Oh, you