This is a crazy quick, and not proof read update. It is SO ridiculously embarrassingly cheesy and cliche but I seriously couldn't hep it. Cringe all you rlike!
'Meet me round the back of fresco's at 2, Peter x'
Carla smiled softly down at her phone, glancing at Peter's message. She wondered war he had planned. She hadn't seen him for a few days and it had been so hard not to rush round to his, but she knew it'd only cause problems in the long run.
She clocked off work early, leaving Hayley in charge, popping back to her flat to freshen up and change her clothes. She still felt a need to impress Peter, even though he often told her she was beautiful without all the makeup and designer clothes. She couldn't quite believe him.
Peter smiled as he saw her, drew imprecisely as always, in leggings, knee length boots and a pale pink chiffon shirt. He pulled up next to her, tapping the window of the passenger seat to get her attention.
Carla smiled as she saw Peter, opening the passenger door and slipping in beside him.
'I've miss you' she said, leaning over to catch his lips in hers.
'I've missed you more.. it's been hell not having you to cuddle up to, to kiss when Si's flips out at me' Peter said.
'Oh baby, how's it going?' Carla asked.
'It's alright, he stayed at mine last night, we managed to talk a bit, he's still hurting though, he doesn't understand' Peter said.
'I'm sorry' Carla said, softly, playing with Peter's hand.
'Hey, don't you be sorry, I chose all this Carla, and I don't regret it, how could I regret you?' he said leaning in and kissing her.
'Thank you' Carla said between their breathy kisses.
She could feel Peter smiling against her lips, getting lost in the moment of his cushioned kisses.
'Anyway, let's get going' Peter said, pulling away.
'Where are you taking me?' Carla chuckled.
'I'd surprise you, but you don't like them, I'm taking us to the park, for a picnic' Peter said as Carla snorted.
'A picnic?' she said.
'Oi! Don't knock it!' Peter said as Carla softened.
'You are cute' she chuckled as Peter grimaced.
'I'm not cute!' Peter said.
'You are, and gorgeous, and sexy, and handsome' she grinned, stroking his cheek as he drove.
'That's more like it' Peter smirked, pulling up outside the local park.
'Come on' Peter said, getting the bag of food from the back of the car and taking her hand.
Carla smiled, it was nice to be public with him, not have to worry what people thought.
'What if we're seen Peter?' Carla asked.
'We won't be.. and if we are, I don't think I can take not being able to just love you anymore' Peter said as Carla giggled like a love struck teenage, letting Peter guide her to a corner of the park.
He put his jacket out for her to sit on, helping her down in her treacherous heels.
Carla smiled as she watched him unpack the plastic bag, getting out a punnet of strawberries, clotted cream, some fizzy non alcoholic wine, and some pretzels.
'I know you hate me calling you it, but seriously Peter, you really are adorable' Carla smiled, leaning over and kissing him before he had a chance to respond. She felt his hand cup her cheeks, slowly pushing her to the ground, so he was leaning over her body.
She didn't want it stop but she could feel it was getting too hearted for public as his hand gripped her side.
Gently, he pulled away, smiling down at her, her cheeks slightly flushed.
'More of that later..' Carla said suggestively as Peter leaned on his elbow, reaching for the strawberries'ys and cream.
'Oh, god, you are so cheesy' Carla said as he proceeded to dip the strawberry in the cream, teasing her by bringing it to her lips, gently coaxing her mouth open.
Carla let her tongue slide over the base of the strawberry, knowing that however embarrassing this would look from afar, Peter was enjoying every moment of it.
'You're so hot' he said, as she sucked on the strawberry.
'Mm, you think so Barlow?' Carla asked.
'I know so' he said as she chuckled, moving to lean against his chest.
'I can't wait until it's all out in the open, do you reckon Simon will ever like me?' Carla asked, curiously.
'I'm sure he will, one day, but I'll warn you, he's a stubborn chap, and I'm not sure he'll take to you that quickly' Peter said as Carla let out a little sigh.
'Hey, love, it's what we had to expect, he's only 9, and Leanne's his mum, in his eyes, it'll just take time, huh' Peter said stroking her hair.
'I know, I just wish it was easy' Carla said.
'Since when is easy fun' Peter said making Peter chuckle.
'Are you free tonight?' she asked.
'Totally, can Is tay at yours?' Peter asked.
'You don't even have to ask, I've had you a pair of keys cut, I'll give them to you when we're home' Carla said as Peter grinned.
'So I can come and surprise you whenever I want?' he asked as her eyes sparkled and she nodded.
'Whenever you want' she repeated, kissing his lips softly as the sun began to set.