It isn't a surprise if you help.

[She touches his shoulder and gently pushes him down so that he's sitting on the bed. Her fingers then lightly brush against his eyelids, gently teasing them to close.] I'll be quick. [Justine whispers close to his ear, her breath and voice thick with warmth.] Just be patient.

[When she's sure that he's going to listen she begins to quickly set everything up.]

Okay. You can open your eyes now. [It takes her about twenty minutes to set everything up. He'll see at the read nook's chair has been pushed aside and in front of the three paneled windows is now the thick dark blue blanket she'd purchased. Pillows adorn its edges and candles around it. She'd closed the door and turned off the lights creating a soft glowing atmosphere. There are a few books on the blanket and the bottle of wine with a single glass for her. One of the windows is open, pulling in cool evening air. The sun has mostly set leaving only a soft orange glow on the horizon.

Justine is sitting on the blanket and beckoning him to her.] What do you think? It's a picnic, of sorts, for us.