Natalie walked down her driveway quickly, hoping that all of Keith's honking hadn't woken anyone in her family. As she opened the door, her teeth chattering together with cold air, Keith smiled.
"Took you long enough! Come on, get in, and buckle up."
Natalie rolled her eyes, but obliged, slamming the door shut. "Where are we going?"
He ignored her question, and smiled. "Happy Easter, partner." He replied, before backing out of the driveway.
Natalie rested her head against the seat for the duration of the ride, and Keith sat in silence as well, keeping his eyes on the road the whole time. Finally, he came to a stop sign, though, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully before turning to her.
"We're going to the park." He said, and she gawked at him.
"The park? Keith, it is five O clock in the morning- do you know how much sleep I could be getting?"
"What an insult! How much sleep you could be getting? I haven't slept all night setting this up for you!"
"Setting what up for me?"
Now, he smiled, and continued ahead. "You'll see."
Soon enough, they came to the entrance of the park, and Keith jumped out of the truck quickly. Natalie furrowed her eyebrows, why wouldn't they drive into the park and then walk over to the benches or something? They were pretty far away, and it was really cold. Shrugging, she heaved her door open, and climbed out. Keith smiled and covered her eyes with his hands.
"Follow my lead." He said, guiding her along the entry-path to the park. She said nothing, and followed him as he asked.
Eventually, he dropped his hands and allowed her to look around. Her hands flew to her mouth and her eyes widened. "OhmygoodnessKeithareyuserious?" her words meshed together, and he laughed.
"Come again, partner?"
She shook her head and stepped forward hesitantly, dropping her hands. "Keith, this is amazing."
He grinned. "You like it?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her from behind.
They walked into the park together, then, hand in hand, and Natalie glanced all around her, spotting brightly colored bowling balls everywhere. There was one on the picnic bench, on in the tree, a few near the slides, one on a swing, and dozens of others littering the cold ground, or hidden.
"I figured this would be more fun than an Easter egg hunt." He said proudly.
"It is." Natalie replied. "It was the perfect idea."
"Like all my ideas." He joked.
She slapped his arm playfully, but nodded. "Yeah, I'll give you that."
He stopped her from walking, and smiled, taking her face in his hands. "I love you, Natalie. Happy Easter."
"Happy Easter, Keith." She replied, giving him a soft kiss. "I love you too." She whispered.