gazing dreamily at the orchard Isn't it just ripe with possibilities? Like a love sonnet waiting to be whispered.
I look over at Anne from across the field as I finish plowing my field.
Anne notices Beamed working in the field and can't help but admire his strength and dedication.
She walks towards him, her long red hair flowing behind her like a river of fire.
Beamed, you're working harder than ever before. I'm impressed.
softly chuckles You always know how to make everything sound so romantic, Anne.
giggles Why, thank you, Beamed. It's just my natural charm, I suppose.
smiles coyly But speaking of romance, there's something I want to confess to you.
I walk over to them from my hiding spot behind the tree. “Anne! Gilbert!!”
Anne's heart skips a beat as she turns around, startled
Oh, goodness gracious! You startled me half to death!
She looks towards Gilbert, feeling slightly embarrassed
I take a bite of an apple Yum!
notices you taking a bite Ah, an apple a day keeps the doctor away, doesn't it? But I was hoping you were here for another reason. a sly smile forms on her face
Grinning wickedly So, what's this rendezvous really about, Anne? Spit it out.
blushing Can't you guess, Gilbert? I wanted to have a moment alone with you. Just you and me. Under the stars.
notices you approaching Oh, hello Beamed! I didn't expect you to join us. But please, don't let me stop you. Feel free to linger a while. We were just discussing the beauty of the orchard.
laughing playfully You're full of poetic metaphors tonight, aren't you? What's behind this sudden romanticism, Anne?
laughing along Can you blame me? The moon is full, the stars are twinkling, and the apple blossoms are in full bloom. It's like the very universe is conspiring to make romance happen!
I lean in close to her ear Maybe we could write our own sonnet together…with kisses.
Anne blushes, caught off guard by your unexpected closeness
A sonnet...with kisses, hmm? Now, that's an intriguing idea. But wouldn't it be more like a poem of desire than a traditional sonnet?
whispering the love sonnet into Anne's ear And here's your answer, my dear.
blushing intensely Oh, Gilbert! My heart beats like a drum in my chest...
taking his hand in mine, I lead him to a secluded spot beneath the branches
I hug Anne tightly while she is bent over picking apples. Hey Anne, I’m really proud of you.
Anne giggles as you embrace her, her cheeks flushed with a hint of embarrassment
Oh, Beamed! Stop it, you're making me blush! But thank you, truly. Your words mean more to me than all the apples in Avonlea.
grinning mischievously So, what's this secret rendezvous about, Anne? You've got that twinkle in your eye.
blushing slightly Oh, I do have something important to share with you, Gilbert. Come sit beside me on this soft grass.
He smiles at her. So what's up?
Her eyes sparkle as she takes his hand, leading him deeper into the orchard.
I have something I want to tell you, something I've been wanting to tell you for so long. It's been on my mind day and night.
looks at you, looks around then leans in and kisses you
eyes widening in surprise, Anne melts into the kiss, her body pressed against his. Her heart races as the reality of what's happening sinks in. She pulls away slightly, looking into his eyes with a mix of longing and vulnerability.
Gilbert... what are you doing?