It had been a month and Ale and Quinn were still together. They were finally doing the activities that Quinn had planned, and he couldn't have been more excited. He loved hanging out with Ale and taking her to dinner the nights they hung out, and, on occasion, going dancing, but he hadn't been able to take her on a proper date.
That was all going to change, though.
When Eliot dropped Ale off at Quinn's house that Tuesday Quinn laughed at her appearance. Not only had Quinn told her to wear something nice, but he also told her that they were going on a proper date, and he wanted her to feel like she was going on a date—not like she was going to the studio or to the hospital.
He wanted her to feel special…because she was.
Ale had shown up at his house in sweatpants and a t-shirt, her hair thrown in a bun.
"Thanks, Eliot. See you tonight," Ale smiled, closing the door behind her. She looked at Quinn, holding up the backpack in her hands.
"Give me ten minutes to change and we are so completely and totally ready," Ale smiled, going into Quinn's bedroom.
A few minutes later Ale came out, her hair down in beautiful waves, a white dress radiating off of her mocha skin.
"Is this okay?" Ale asked, doing a little turn. The skirt of her dress flowed out just a bit, dancing around her legs.
"It's perfect," Quinn laughed. Ale slipped on some wedges, accepting Quinn's kiss on the cheek.
Quinn led Ale through Boston, both of them landing at the park where the bronze Make Way for Ducklings statues were.
"What are we doing?" Ale asked, waving at a little boy who was staring at her.
"Well. We are going to go on the swan boats. Then we are going to have a picnic by my friends, the ducks. After that we will have a nice walk downtown and we are going to a Red Sox game. Then, a romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant, and to finish the night, some dancing."
"You are amazing," Ale smiled, giving him a kiss.
And it was true. Quinn was amazing. Quinn was Ale's fourth boyfriend, and he had only been with her for a little over a month, but he was, well, perfect.
But he wasn't perfect, and that's what made him so perfect for her. He was sweet, yet very masculine. He was a proper gentleman, and he was so, so sympathetic when it came to others. He understood Ale's issues, and he understood Ale and her life. He never pushed or prodded issues and he just accepted whatever happened.
And for Ale, that was perfect.
Sophie couldn't have been happier with how Quinn and Ale were getting on. They were perfect for each other…for the time being. They were very close and they were adorable. One day when she was able to sneak away from the team the three of them went to lunch together and it was quite charming.
Today the team was downtown, all pulling different parts of the con. Hardison was working the swan boats, Eliot was park security, Parker pedaling hot dogs, and Sophie and Nate were meeting with the mark.
Sophie was not expecting the perfect day for the perfect con to be interrupted by Ale and Quinn. She was the first one to spot them, holding hands and waiting for the swan boats. They looked so happy, and Sophie knew that it was the first day they hadn't gone to the studio or hospital when they were together, and she wanted so badly for them to have a good time.
Sophie told Nate that she was going to work on the mark's secretary, as she thought she was getting suspicious of the team. Instead, she made sure that Quinn and Ale got on a different swan boat than the one Hardison was running.
After their tour she made sure that anytime Eliot was hovering around their picnic, Parker was pushing a hot dog cart right by them.
Once they had finally left the park Sophie texted Ale, telling her how close she came to being discovered by Eliot. Ale told her that she owed Sophie big time, Sophie making sure to save the message.
She wanted to make sure she could cash in on that.