Dream Girl on Monday

Chapter 9: Midnight Melodies

The house embraced an air of anticipation, as the flickering kitchen light illuminated the
secret hidden within the fridge. I carefully stowed away the cake, locking the fridge to
safeguard the surprise from Rose's prying eyes. Dinner was filled with laughter and lighthearted conversation, allowing us to unwind and enjoy each other's company.
As we finished our meal, I excused myself momentarily, explaining that I needed to take a
phone call. The clock neared midnight, and with bated breath, I re-entered the room,
clutching the cake in my hands. A smile played upon my lips as I witnessed the genuine
surprise etch across Rose's face.
"Happy birthday, Rose!" I exclaimed, presenting her with the cake. Her eyes widened, a
mixture of astonishment and delight. She struggled to find words, eventually asking, "How
did you know?"
A mischievous grin tugged at the corners of my mouth. "I saw it on your profile timeline. It's
your special day, and it deserved to be celebrated."
Tears welled up in her eyes as she embraced me tightly, her gratitude pouring forth in silent
waves. I gently wiped away her tears, urging her not to cry on her special day. "Come on,
let's cut the cake before it melts."
We shared the joy of the moment, standing side by side as we sliced into the cake together.
The room filled with sweet melodies, our laughter mingling with the soft notes that caressed
our ears. In a moment of spontaneous invitation, I offered Rose my hand, asking her to
dance.
Blushing, she accepted with a shy smile, and we swayed to the music, our steps guided by
an unspoken connection. Our eyes locked, the world around us fading into the background
as we reveled in the simple beauty of the present moment. Lost in each other's presence, a
surge of emotion filled the room, and in an unexpected turn, our lips met in a tender kiss.
The awkwardness that followed was palpable, and we retreated to our respective beds, the
weight of the moment lingering in the air. Thoughts raced through my mind as I lay there,
questioning the implications of our shared kiss. What had I done? Would Rose be upset with
me?
Sleep found me eventually, amidst the swirling tangle of emotions and uncertainty.
Tomorrow would bring clarity and the opportunity to address the unspoken moments that had transpired. For now, dreams carried me away, while the echoes of that stolen kiss
danced in the realm of possibilities.