“Disappoint me? How on Earth could you disappoint me?” Frowning, she took his face in one of her hands and made him look her in the eye. “As long as I’m… doing this with you I know it’ll be perfect.” She gave him a shy smile. “I love you. A lot. And I just want to be with you.” Astrid could feel her face turning red again and slowly leaned in to give him a small peck on the lips.
She then turned around and grabbed onto the dress she had thrown aside earlier. After spreading it out on the grass, the blonde scooted onto it. “I noticed that the ground wasn’t exactly comfortable.” She was trying her hardest to take his mind of his nerves. Which, thankfully, was helping her get over hers as well. Taking a deep breath, she slowly laid back on the fabric and, trying to be her normally cocky self, suggestively raised an eyebrow. Unfortunately, she couldn’t stay serious and started laughing again. “Oh my gods… I’m sorry. I’m terrible at this.”