𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

deal? deal.

Taking the plates from the kitchen counter to the dining room, I placed them on the decorated table. The rose leaves were thrown around and a few candles were positioned in the middle.

The dining room was fairly small but had a big window and the view was very beautiful. It was my favorite part of my apartment.

The sun was setting and Sam was going to be home any moment. I have prepared us a dinner. I always did. Sam loved my cooking.

I did the last touch-ups, like placing the forks and knives on tissues.

After I did everything, I went to the bathroom and quickly did my makeup. It was not heavy or anything. Just concealer, mascara, a little bit of eyeshadow liner, blush, and red lipstick.

The dress I wore was black and clanged to my body like a second skin. It had a square neckline with thin straps made of small fake diamonds. It was short, way shorter than I would initially wear and I paired it with black high heels.

My dark hair was for once straightened and pushed back. Because of work I always had it tied up in a bun or ponytail. I hated when my hair was in my way so it was always up.

Sam was supposed to be here any moment. He's usually done with work by 7 pm but till he arrives home, the clock always strikes past 8 pm.

I didn't mind it though, I knew how important his work was to him. We weren't really spending too much time together during the weekend but I decided to surprise him today. Also, I found out something that I had to tell him. He will be surprised as much as I was.

I sat by the table and waited for him to arrive. The food was in the oven so it wouldn't get cold and I tapped my short acrylic nails on the wooden surface.

About ten minutes later, I heard the door click. He was here. I quickly stood up and walked towards the entrance.

And there he was. His suit jacket was off and his tie as well. The briefcase was in his hands and the dark blue jacket was thrown over his arm. He looked tired.

Sam had brown hair that almost resembled an auburn one. His hazel eyes didn't have the glow in them as he was probably exhausted.

"Babe!? Wow, you look..." He trailed his eyes over my figure and they stayed a little longer on my bare legs.

"You like it?" I asked and placed my hands on my hips.

"Of course I do." He took off his shoes and made his way towards me. His arm sneaked around my waist and he planted a kiss on my cheek.

"Is there a reason for you dressing up like this? Or maybe we have an anniversary that I don't remember?" He cocked his head with a smile.

"No, none of that. But I have some news for you. And I made us a dinner." I doubt he would have remembered if we had an anniversary though.

"Oh, okay." He nodded and squeezed my hip.

My hand flew to his damp hair. "Where did you take a shower?"

"Um, I was at the gym. Work ended earlier today and I went there. You know there's a shower there." He explained. "But if I knew you made special dinner, I would have been home by 7 pm probably."