<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/156698940925441015.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006958#msg15006958)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Brighton, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Dinner time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa backyard<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as picture with this apron (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/71HdntZs6oL._SL1500_.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Corey<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corey<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://mjbcakes.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/01/21462804_2063171987033703_2684318879908500274_n-400x400.jpg)<br/>(https://i.etsystatic.com/8525091/r/il/2624f5/1920201966/il_fullxfull.1920201966_2dz3.jpg)</div>After a rather eventful day with plenty of time on her own to plan it, Grace prepared something rather special for Corey. She hadn’t been able to go out on a date with him today, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t make her own date for them to share together. Right?<br/><br/>She didn’t forget his big talk from the other day about being an expert in the sweets department. So, that afternoon, she set herself up with all of the supplies that she needed and organized them in the kitchen.<br/><br/>She had snuck away when no one had really noticed earlier in the afternoon to make the batter that she’d be using for vanilla cupcakes. When they finished cooking, she quickly shifted the tin into the fridge, going so far as to cover it up with foil in an effort to keep anyone else from tampering with the cooling cupcakes.<br/><br/>After that, it didn’t take her too long to juggle making the frosting and fondant with mixing up a cookie batter. They were simple sugar cookies and one the batter was finished, she molded them into medium sized balls and placed them evenly apart on a cookie sheet, then set them in the oven.<br/><br/>While they baked, she whipped up a few colors for the cupcake toppers and a few bolder colors for the cookies. Grace was a force in the kitchen, so concentrated on what she was doing that everything and anything else happening outside in those moments went utterly unnoticed by her. She wiped her hands on her apron and set the various bowls out, then filled piping bags.<br/><br/>She even found a few fancy nozzles for the end to use. Setting aside the ones she liked most, Grace then grabbed some oven mitts and pulled the cookie tray out from the oven and set it atop the stove, letting them cool. All the while, she started to decorate the cupcakes with a generous, creamy blob of pink frosting.<br/><br/>The fondant took a little longer to form and shape, but it was clear that Grace had done it before, her fingers moving dexterously and with a certain ease and flare. She shaped them into palm trees and flamingos as well as pineapples. She made one into the number 2 to symbolize their second day at the villa.<br/><br/>Wearing a big smile on her face, Grace moved the cookies to a cooling rack and plated the cupcakes. When they were ready, she used a knife to shape the cookies, making some look like Hawaiian shirts and others look like hibiscus flowers. She decorated the sugar cookies with brightly colored frosting, then made floral prints on them.<br/><br/>She plated three of those cookies as well, then brought both plates over to a table which she had purposely set up in the far end of the backyard. For a moment she thought she may have even been far enough to avoid the cameras, but she doubted that.<br/><br/>With the plates set up, all that was left was to bring Corey over. She turned around to find one of the cameramen hiding in a bush, but keeping to himself. “Do you have a match? Could you light this candle, please?” Grace left a vanilla scented candle in the middle of the table.<br/><br/>“Thank you,” she whispered to the man after he put his camera down and lit the wick for her. Grace walked back to the kitchen area and took her apron off, pulling her phone out of the pocket. She was about to text Corey, but he appeared before she had to.<br/><br/>“Oh, there you are.” She grinned, stepping closer to him and winding her arms around him in a sensual sort of hug. “Did you bring the bag from my side of the bed?” She checked his hands. Spotting the bag in his grip, she beamed up at him. “First I want you to open that, then you can go and taste my baking.”<br/><br/>She bit her lower lip, turning away from him just enough to give him space to open up the bag, which was wrapped up with tissue paper. The paper was covering the red, tropical themed shirt she had picked out for him earlier in the day. “I had to guess your size. I hope it fits.” She grinned, biting her lower lip.<br/><br/>“What do you think? And please be honest.” She held her breath while waiting for his reply.