Dreams Can Come True

61. Romantic evening

Gently, I placed the final candle on the table, casting the entire room in a warm, soft glow. The scent of vanilla filled the air as I put the finishing touches on my surprise for Bill. I had set the table cozily with a white tablecloth and a bouquet of flowers in the center. The candles burned in small glass holders, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Everything looked perfect, just as I had hoped.
I glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost time. My heart beat faster with excitement as I waited for the sound of the front door opening. My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I pulled it out to see who it was. A message from Bill appeared on the screen: "I'm on my way home, phew I hope you're with me soon X." My smile widened even more as I read his message, and I felt my heart leap.
While I waited, I took a moment to look at my own reflection in the mirror. I was wearing a black form-fitting dress that elegantly hugged my body, with a deep neckline that accentuated my figure. My hair cascaded in waves over my shoulders, and I had applied a touch of makeup to make my eyes sparkle. I hoped Bill would appreciate it, but more importantly, I hoped it would show him how much he meant to me.
Suddenly, I heard the key in the lock, and my heart skipped with excitement. The door opened, and there he stood, as beautiful as ever. Bill stepped into the room cautiously, and his eyes widened with astonishment as he saw the candlelit space. A soft smile played on his lips as he took in the romantic setting. "Wow, Elise," he exclaimed, his voice full of awe. "This is truly... breathtaking." His gaze swept over the table, beautifully decorated with flowers and candles, and then his eyes met mine, filled with admiration and love. It was as if the whole world stood still as we looked at each other, and my heart leaped with happiness. "I thought you had to stay at the studio tonight?" he added.
A broad smile spread across my face as I walked towards him, gently placing my hands on his chest. "I wanted to surprise you," I whispered, my voice filled with emotion. "I wanted you to know how much you mean to me, how grateful I am that you've always been there for me." My words were sincere and from the depths of my heart, and I hoped he could feel the genuine affection I felt for him.
Bill wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close to him, his warmth enveloping me as he kissed me softly. The tenderness of his gesture touched me deeply, and I felt a wave of love flowing through me. "You have no idea how much I appreciate this, Elise," he whispered, his voice filled with love. "Thank you, this is truly amazing." His words touched my soul, and I felt filled with happiness and gratitude for the man standing before me, the man who had captured my heart and made me feel special every day.

I smiled as I invited Bill to sit at the table, extending my hand invitingly to the chair next to me. "Come, let's sit down and enjoy this delicious dinner," I said with a warm voice. Bill looked at me, his gaze full of admiration as he slowly walked to the chair and sat down.
As he sat down, I noticed that his eyes couldn't leave me. A mischievous twinkle lay in his eyes as he looked at me. "Is the food going to be as delicious as you look?" he asked with a seductive glance. His remark made me blush, and I felt a warm glow spreading through my body. "It's definitely going to be spicy," I replied with a wink, my voice slightly naughty.

Bill sat down at the table as I walked to the kitchen to fill the plates. The scent of the spicy sauce and fresh shrimp filled the room, and my stomach growled with anticipation. I focused on carefully arranging the food on the plates, making sure each dish looked like a culinary masterpiece.
When I returned with the plates, I saw that Bill was looking at me with an admiring gaze. His eyes sparkled with excitement as he looked me up and down. I felt self-conscious under his intense gaze, but also excited by the passion it conveyed. It felt like ages since we had seen each other like this, and the sparks were flying now.
Bill smiled as he picked up the bottle of wine on the table, his strong hands grasping the glass body as he deftly twisted the cork. A soft 'pop' filled the room as the cork came loose, followed by the gentle scent of the rich red wine emanating from it.
He poured the wine into our crystal glasses, his movements smooth and graceful as he filled our glasses to the brim. The deep red liquid glistened in the soft candlelight, an inviting sight that already made my taste buds tingle.
"Here's to us," I whispered softly, my voice filled with emotion as I raised my glass to him. My heart pounded in anticipation of his reaction, my breath almost stopped as I met his warm gaze.
"To us," Bill replied, his voice warm and full of love as he clinked his glass against mine. The sound was soft but meaningful, a symbol of our connection and love for each other. It felt like a moment that could last forever, filled with the promise of happiness and love that would always accompany us.
The candles cast a soft glow over us as we began to eat, our conversations filled with laughter and tenderness. The food was indeed spicy, but the warmth of the sauce was surpassed by the fiery glances we exchanged