Kind Of... Romantic

The sun had completely gone down by the time Draco let Riley down on the open porch. He told the boy to freshen up and prepare to have dinner.

"Bring your jacket. We'll have dinner somewhere else on the island," Draco informed Riley.

"Somewhere else?" Riley asked, intrigued.

"Hmmm… Just a few minutes walk from here. Go ahead. I'll check if everything is ready."

"Okay." Nodding, Riley headed upstairs to shower and get dressed.

As soon as he heard the door closed on the second floor, Draco grabbed the only means of communication on the island, a walkie-talkie. After confirming that everything worked as planned, Draco followed Riley upstairs.

It was already past 7 pm when they decided to head outside. Getting out of the door by the kitchen, Draco led Riley to a path hidden by thick tall shrubs.