Carley
Tristan directs me to the kitchen, making quick work of making a few snacks while he gets blankets and grabs a few bottles of juice and water from the fridge. He still hasn't told me where we are going, and every time I ask, he tells me to wait and see. After gathering everything that I assume we will be using as a picnic, we get in the car and make a pit stop at my apartment. I quickly jump in a shower while Tristan goes through my closet to get clothes. Seeing as he is the one that knows where we are going, he is the best person to pick my outfit. I get out of the shower and dry my hair before I walk into the room to find my bikini played out with jean shorts and a loose shirt that is practically see through. My white sandals are on the floor with a belt on top of them. I quickly
