A squeal of surprise was echoed by the dog's impatient barking as she unwrapped her arms from around his shoulders to accept the beautiful bouquet. Indeed, tears did spring to her eyes but luckily for him it was not because she was allergic. "You got me flowers?" Her voice was soft with disbelief, an unspoken 'awwwww' lingering in the timbre of her words. Swiping her misty eyes with the back of her free hand, she stepped away from him and only narrowly avoided tripping over Ares as she hurried away from him to fetch a vase. "Santi, they're beautiful. Really. Thankyou."
He was such a good husband. How could she have possibly been so mad at him this morning for leaving the bathroom light on? Setting the vase under the sink, she filled it and set the flowers in the middle of the table, looking up from her task to beam at him brilliantly as he came in. "I'm making that chicken you like... remember, the kind we had your mother's? She gave me the recipe." She was practically bubbling with the urge to tell him, but reminded herself that she wanted it to be a surprise. A nice surprise.
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