I looked down at the little arrangement that I had done and smiled.
After Brandon had left, I got to work in the kitchen. I knew that Miles would be home a little later than expected and I wanted to do something nice for him. After my talk with Brandon, I wanted to show Miles how much I cared. He had done so much for me and I wanted to make him feel special today.
“Steaks in the oven and table is set.” I was proud of myself.
And just in time, the elevator door opened, and in walked my husband who looked like he had been through one hell of a day. But even with his tiredness, his lips split into a smile at the sight of me.
“Hey, birdie,” he smiled. “Come here.”
I practically ran to him and threw myself into his arms, my legs curling around his waist and pulling me in closer. My lips connected with his in a short but electric kiss that had all the nerve endings in my body tingling.
Oh, this man.