As the limo sped through the streets of Winterburg, I sip the champagne in between kissing the most amazing man I had ever met.
"Where are we going?" I murmur, glad I had gone with the nude lips, considering how much we were kissing.
He smiles that smile I love, and gazing at me adoringly.
How had I managed to end up this lucky?!
He really was absolutely gorgeous, but also addictive on about a thousand other levels. He leans back against the leather seat and runs a hand through his hair, the other entwined with mine.
"Somewhere different. You missed prom so…" He shrugs, looking down. I roll my eyes and sip my champagne. I can't remember feeling this happy, especially when I notice Cal watching me.
"What?!" I giggle nervously.
He runs his finger over my knuckles before raising my hand to kiss with his beautiful mouth. His green eyes meet mine and I feel an electric bolt shoot through my body.
How did anyone have an effect on someone just by looking at them?
I swear he had some sort of magical power, there was no other explanation.
As I ponder this, the limo starts to slow before coming to halt. I look at Cal shyly as he smiles.
The door opens, and the driver holds his hand out for me to get out. As I step out I feel the wind greet me, taking my breath away. I gasp as I realise we were at the marina...
I turn to him, my eyes wide as I search his.
"What are we doing at the marina?"
He laughs, turning me around to face the direction behind me.
"We are spending the evening on that…" he nods to a beautiful yacht in the near distance. It is lit up against the dark, and I squeal with excitement. He beams at my reaction, grabbing my hand after tipping the limo driver.
My heart thuds in my chest as I stare at the yacht. The ramp onboard had rails which had roses around them, small lanterns lining the path to it. I go to walk on it as Cal stops me, removing my heels, then removing his shoes. I look at him, puzzled, as he winks at me.
"You need to take your shoes off before you board a yacht my lady, it may damage the decks."
I'm secretly relieved, wondering how I was going to manage the walk in heels.
I want to take so many selfies it is unreal!
I walk up the ramp and onboard. I'm immediately greeted by a lady in a crisp white shirt and pressed black trousers. Her hair was swept up into an elegant french roll as she handed me (another) ice cold glass of bubbles. I thank her as I turn to take in my surroundings.
I feel Cal's arms slip around my waist as he kisses my neck.
"Do you like it?"
He sounds nervous, which is so out of character for him.
I rub his hand as I whisper how much I love it, as he leads me by the hand to a table surrounded by small lanterns, candles and even more roses. The chairs are so soft and comfy, with at least room for three people on each side. I slip into one and Cal slid in opposite me, his eyes dancing with happiness.
The waitress came over and we ordered our food- chicken for me and steak for Cal... and of course; more champagne.
"You look absolutely amazing Gretchen," he says softly, his eyes drinking me in.
I blush and he notices, smiling further as he leans back into his chair. The waitress poured more champagne and fluttered her eyelashes at Cal as he thanked her.
"No problem Sir," she swung her hips gently as she walked away, casting a sly glance behind her to see if he was watching. Unfortunately all she sees is my furious glare.
"Does she want to offer to take you below?" I mutter, annoyed that she was having the audacity to try it on with my boyfriend on our date. This was the problem with being with someone stupidly hot.
Cal raises his eyebrows and flashes me a wicked grin.
"Now that is an idea. We should totally go below at some point Raven," he licks his lips suggestively and I feel my face burning. It must be the champagne, because I was genuinely considering it...
After dinner Cal and I went to the other end of the yacht and stared at the sky together, complete with a thick blanket to shield us from the cold. I couldn't believe how many stars there were, it was such a clear night.
"It's so beautiful,' I murmur.
Cal pulls me towards him, our lips meeting urgently as his mouth explores mine. Immediately I found myself pulling his hair as he tugs me onto his lap. We are kissing hungrily as I find myself moaning. Cal pulls me down onto him, the blanket covering us. I could hear the waves lapping the boat, the movement of the boat on the water, creating the most wonderful moment. He pulls away from me and I groan.
"I think it's time for a dance."
I frown at him happily.
"What? Here? But…"
He lifts me up and stands me on my feet. He turns, holding out his hand which I take, laughing softly. At that moment the lights on the yacht went out and I gasp, moving closer to Cal, who smiles reassuringly.
I look up at him, realising I'm smiling stupidly. I'm standing in the dark under the stars, on a yacht, in a dress and bare feet, whilst Cal held me in his arms. He sways with me to invisible music and I felt tears prick my eyes. I sniff involuntarily and he tips my head back to look at him.
"I love you, you know that? Nothing will ever tear us apart again."
His voice is strong yet soft, as his lips brush against mine.
"I love you too. So much."
Our lips meet properly then, as we dance under the stars.