Tate finished off his last bite of pizza and reached down to take Fin’s hand. He placed a kiss on her cheek. “Let’s get out of here for a bit.” It wasn’t that he wasn’t enjoying prom or that he wasn’t happy to be there. He just wanted a chance to have Finley all to himself. He lead her outside and onto the boardwalk. Tate had always admired the easy, natural beauty that she had. It was like she didn’t even have to try. It never failed to amaze him, but he’d never been more blown away by her than he had on that night as the two of them stood in the glow of the storefronts and streetlights of the boardwalk. She was the most perfect thing he’d ever had, and he never wanted to let go. He just took a moment to look at her, the way the light cast perfect shadows across her face and the way her dress hugged her body. He smiled. “I know I probably sound like a broken record at this point, but you’re just so beautiful, Finley. I can’t really find the words to say much else.” Tate released Fin’s hand and wound an arm around her waist, pulling her just a bit closer to him.
Finley was confused as to why he wanted to get out of prom but she followed him outside anyway. To be honest, she somehow was happy they went. That meant they could finally be alone. Prom wasn’t really what she expected and if it wasn’t for Tate she would’ve left already. “Thank you.”, she smiled. “Broken records don’t bother me. I forget most things so repeating is nice.” Fin stared into Tate’s eyes as he pulled her closer. “I think that’s my favourite part of the night.” It really was. She enjoyed their time together. Just the two of them. No one else around. That was what she liked the most. Whenever she was with him she felt pure happiness. He was the only one that could really make her feel like that. Make her feel comfortable about herself. That’s what she loved most about him. “Let’s make it even better.”, she smiled, leaning in for a kiss.