The summer winds whistle through your ears in a whimsical manner as you sit atop the flora scattered hillside with your lover, Beau. His hand in your own, you nestle your head down into the grass of the peaceful terrain. He'd lift himself up from his lay position, wiggling closer toward you - his closer arm toward you wrapping itself over to your side opposite to him.

He'd lean in closer, that same charming grin seen on his face.

"Ain't you gorgeous in this sunlight?" He'd flirt, his emerald hues squinting as he felt the heat of the suns rays shimmer down upon you both.