You know how you always that that one romantic day planned for the girl you love and want to make it extra special because it is Valentine's Day? Yeah, that isn't what happened with Scarlett and me. You're probably wondering what the hell I'm talking about here. Now before I tell you what happened, let me preface it by saying, I tried to plan a romantic day for us. Trust me, I did, but somewhere along the way, it went out in the left field. How may you ask? Let's rewind a bit, shall we?
The guys and I were planning a romantic Valentine's Day for our girls. We spent the last week making plans to surprise them. I especially wanted to plan something special for Scarlett since she had been through hell and back. I had it all set. I was going to take her to the most romantic restaurant, followed by some chick flick that I knew she was dying to see, then surprise her with flowers and chocolates.
I was putting the finishing touches on tonight's special evening, then went home and changed into some cute clothes. I told Scarlett to be ready since it was so hard to get reservations at this fancy restaurant in town. After I finished getting ready, I knocked on the bathroom door to see if she finished.
"Scar? You ready?" I asked through the bathroom door.
"Just about. I'm finishing the final touches on my gift to you," Scarlett said through the door.
What present requires using in the bathroom? Odd, but okay. Knowing it was Scarlett, it could mean anything.
"I need you to close your eyes, and when I tell you that I'm ready, you can open them. Okay?" Scarlett asked through the door.
I sighed, "Scar, we will be late."
"Please? I think you'll like it," she said to me.
"Fine," I sighed, closing my eyes.
I heard the bathroom door open, and she said, "Okay, you can open them."
I opened them to find her leaning on the door frame with one hand, dressed in the sexiest lingerie I ever saw. She had her other hand on her hip and smiled at me. Fuck, she was hot right now. I could feel the hardness growing in my pants, making it uncomfortable.
She walked over seductively to me and grabbed my tie, leading me to the bed. Then she pushed me onto the bed. Afterward, she walked in a sultry movement over to the nightstand and lit a candle. She picked up her phone and turned on some sexy music.
As the music played, she started doing this little dance, and I leaned back, watching the view as she gyrates her hips. She walked over and moved in front of me. The movement was turning me on even more. I reached up to her, but she smacked my hands away, waving her finger not to touch. Then she backed up, well, back in the wrong direction, and I tried to get her attention, but she shushed me.
Before I could stop her, she knocked the candle over, catching the curtains on fire. I stood up quickly, and both of us tried to put out the fire. I don't think grabbing a pillow was the smartest thing to do. We panicked, okay.
The smoke detectors went off, causing the others to run upstairs. Junior left, returning with a fire extinguisher and extinguished the flames. I looked at Scarlett, and she looked at me, wincing - what a mess.
"Damn, Scarlet, we figured when you wanted to make Matt all hot and bothered, we weren't counting on an actual fire," Drew said, causing us to both looks at him.
Scarlett walked past me and into the bathroom as I hung my head down and sighed. That is not how I wanted our first Valentine's Day to go.
"Matt, take care of Scarlett. We'll clean this mess up," Liz said.
"What about our plans?" Drew asked in an exasperated tone.
"We'll still have time. Come on, guys," Liz said to them.
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