Lydia's POV
Blake has been driving for an hour now. We finally reached to a ground. Blake parked the car and we made our way to the enormous hot air balloon.
I love hot air balloons. They are life. "This is amazing." I said to which Blake smirked. "My ideas are always good." He said. I playfully rolled my eyes at him.
We entered in the balloon together. I wasnt afraid of heights anymore. As soon as the balloon raised from the ground, i kept my hands on the basket.
I felt Blake behind me. He grabbed my shoulder and turned me around and kissed me. This is the feeling i can never get tired of.
I love kissing Blake. Some people say that after a few years being together the sparks go away. But for me, they didnt. They are with me.
I still feel those sparks and butterflies. And everything.
