Happy Valentine's Day, Love
It was one year ago that I finally got up the courage to as him out. Well, sort of. I invited him to my place for Valentine’s Day, and just went with the flow. I made fettuccini alfredo and we had a nice quiet dinner. This year, I’m in my kitchen cooking the same dish, except this time, we’re together.
He came to my door, wearing black dress pants and a silver shirt. I gave him a hug and a kiss and led him to the table. We ate dinner, talking about different topics: how his leg is doing, what our plans were for this evening, etc. We finished up, and I loaded the dishwasher. I pulled him upstairs to my room so I could give him his present.
I’m not really a crafty person, so it took me a little while for part one of his gift. I made him a small photo album of memories of the past year and part two was a mix CD, a rose, and some chocolate. It didn’t cost me much, but it’s the thought that counts, right? And besides, he loved it when he opened it. He gave me a mix CD, a rose, some chocolate, and a cookbook, because he knows I like to try new recipes.
We had a pretty low-key Valentine’s Day. After we had exchanged gifts and changed into comfier clothes, we spent the rest of the night watching movies in my bed, kissing, and cuddling.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, love. I love you,” I whispered in his ear and gave him a kiss.
“I love you too, babe. And Happy Valentine’s Day,” he whispered back, returning the kiss.
We later fell asleep in each other’s arms, the perfect ending to the perfect day.
He came to my door, wearing black dress pants and a silver shirt. I gave him a hug and a kiss and led him to the table. We ate dinner, talking about different topics: how his leg is doing, what our plans were for this evening, etc. We finished up, and I loaded the dishwasher. I pulled him upstairs to my room so I could give him his present.
I’m not really a crafty person, so it took me a little while for part one of his gift. I made him a small photo album of memories of the past year and part two was a mix CD, a rose, and some chocolate. It didn’t cost me much, but it’s the thought that counts, right? And besides, he loved it when he opened it. He gave me a mix CD, a rose, some chocolate, and a cookbook, because he knows I like to try new recipes.
We had a pretty low-key Valentine’s Day. After we had exchanged gifts and changed into comfier clothes, we spent the rest of the night watching movies in my bed, kissing, and cuddling.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, love. I love you,” I whispered in his ear and gave him a kiss.
“I love you too, babe. And Happy Valentine’s Day,” he whispered back, returning the kiss.
We later fell asleep in each other’s arms, the perfect ending to the perfect day.