Chapter Three - A Night At The Opera

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After the day at the film studio, John and I drove home in a comfortable silence, not knowing what to say to each other. I decided to start up a conversation,
"What do you want for dinner, John?" I asked him.
John just shrugged, wordlessly.
"Want to go out for dinner?" He suggested.
"Sure. I'm too tired to cook anyway." I told him. "Where to?"
"Actually, I have something planned out that I was going to take you out to anyway!" John remarked.
"Oh? Where?"
"You'll see! We have to go home first, though."

Once we got home, I was walking toward the living room when I was unexpectedly stopped. John lightly grabbed my wrist, spinning me around into his chest. I tilted my head to look up at him in his brown eyes.
"Did I not mention to change into something fancy?" John asked, smiling down at me sending a chill down my spine. I felt a tint of red hit my cheeks as he started to hold me tighter.
"No, you didn't." I chuckled.
"Well, now you know. Go ahead." I take a step back, not going anywhere.
"John," I say, looking down from his eyes to his body at the position we were in. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist, my left hand placed on his chest and my right hand on his shoulder.
"Yes, love?" He replied, trying to gain eye contact again.
"If you want me to get changed, you're gonna have to let go." I let out a small laugh, looking back up to his eyes.
"What's the password?" John asked, cheekily.
"Please?" I replied.
"Try again."
"I love you?"
"I love you too."
I went to move again, but he shuffled with my movements, not letting go.
"Is that not the password?" I asked, confused.
"No," John said. "Take your time figuring it out because I could stay like this forever." He then kissed my forehead, causing an eruption of butterflies in my stomach. I stood there in his arms, thinking for a bit in silence.
"You're the best husband in the world?"
"Yes, but no."
"Hint?"
John let go of my waist with his left arm and brought his hand to hold my chin lightly. He leant down slowly, locking our lips softly for a moment. He then broke apart from me, smirking.
"You're free to go." John then let go of my waist and chin. I smiled widely and felt my cheeks heat up rapidly as I leant in quickly, holding his face in my hands to kiss him again.

After our kiss, I went upstairs to change into my fancy outfit. I decided to go with a long red wine, strapless jumpsuit with beige heels that showed my toes.

 I decided to go with a long red wine, strapless jumpsuit with beige heels that showed my toes

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I started to walk down the stairs, slowly to grab John's attention.
"Wow!" I turned around quickly at the voice that unexpectedly came from behind instead of infront of me. John was standing at the top of the stairs, looking down to me, halfway down. "You look absolutely beautiful!" He complimented me. He had changed quickly into a classic tux.
"You look very handsome, John." I smiled up at him.

We both make our way downstairs and head out to the car.
"So, where are we going?" I ask.
"That's a surprise!" John replied, keeping his gaze at the road as he drove. I watched the road, anxiously to see where we were going.

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