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Oliver shrugged. "Good, he never managed to keep his nose out of another person's business."

Taylore layed down on the couch and put her head in his lap as he flipped through the channels. Her feet propped up on the arm of the couch. She was rather comfortable.

Wilmond rested his hand on her stomach, gently brushing her bare skin. He used his other hand to gently play with her hair.

"Is there anything you need done tonight?"

Taylore blushed slightly but didnt protest and lightly closed her eyes, enjoying it. "Not that i know of.." She murmured. Then opened her eyes and looked up at Wilmond. "Why?" She asked curiously.

Wilmond smiled. "'Cause I'm taking you somewhere tonight."

An excited light came to Taylore's eyes and she sat up a little bit but not much. Her stomach pressing into his hand further and her hair being pulled away from his fingers. "Where?" She asked excitedly.

"You'll have to wait and see tonight!" He winked.

Taylore pouted playfully then laughed softly. "Oh alright," she replied then put her head back in his lap. Watching the tv show that came on after the boring talkshow. Night came quickly since they had slept alot that morning. Taylore was in a light sleep with her head still on his lap.

Wilmond nudged her awake. "Hey there, D'you want something to eat,"

Taylore blinked open her eyes then rubbed them and looked up at Wilmond. "Nah im good. Not hungry just yet," she replied with a smile then sat up, slipping off the couch. "But im thirsty. Want something?" She asked as she walked over to the fridge unaware it was night time already.

"Nope, and you don't either, I've got it all set up and ready to go." She hadn't noticed - but while she slept, he had snuck outside to prepare some stuff. "Come on, grab your coat, we're going out!" He put on his own red waistcoat and waited for Taylore to get ready.

Taylore didnt ask questions though she looked curious. Grabbing her body fitting jacket, she slipped it on and zipped it up. Then quickly walked over to Wilmond, hooking her arm around his then following him out. "Soo can you tell me now?" She asked with a smile.

"Not just yet!"
They walked through two streets and then up a high hill. There was a single tree there. "Close your eyes." he ordered. When he made sure she did, he quickly ran the last few meters alone and lit some candles, lighting up ah blanket with several things to eat. "Okay, you can open your eyes"

Taylore followed him and looked around as they walked, smiling as she saw the tree. Closing her eyes when he ordered her to, she waited patiently and smelt the smoke from the candles making a smile grace her lips. Opening her eyes, she grinned at the blanket, candles, and food. "Wow..Wilmond this is..really sweet of you," she said as she sat on the blanket. "Aww who knew such a toughie could be so romantic," she teased and placed a gentle kiss on his lips happily. It showed on her face that she love it.

Wilmond grinned. "I have my moments. Ladies first!"

Taylore smiled and started eating, finding out she was pretty hungry. It was really good food too though she didnt eat quickly and took her time. "This is the best, well only, date i've been on but it would still be the best," she said with a smile.

"I'm trying my best," he said. "I've been out to get this stuff all afternoon while you were sleeping!"

Taylore looked at Wilmond for a second then playfully and gently hit his shoulder. "I love it. You did a great job," she complimented with a smile. Once she was finished eating, she leaned on the tree trunk and looked at Wilmond. "So you brought drinks right?" She asked and rose an eyebrow.

"I certainly did!" Wilmond pulled out a bag and put it in front of them, emptying its contents. There was wine, beer, one bottle of scotch and some water as well. "Take your pick," he said, smiling.

Taylore picked the skotch right away and smiled. "Your the best," she said with a happy smile. Luckily he had brought two glasses so she took one and poured it in. Setting the skotch back down in case he wanted some, she sipped on the skotch and relaxed against the tree.