He dropped to one knee to slip off her sandals and smiled.
She surprised him with new beige sandals by Michael Kors. The French manicured toe nails informed him she had a fresh pedicure as well.
All just for him. He made a mental note to drop two hundred on her dresser.
Unhooking the straps of her sandals, he gave her delicate feet a loving squeeze as he slipped them off.
He set the shower to her favorite temperature. As the warm water soaked their bodies, he reached for her shampoo. His strong fingers washed her silky hair. Her work day stress flowed down the drain with the white suds.
Minutes later, she slipped into a comfy white gown and pouted, “I have to cook.”
He took her hand, kissed it, and led her to their bed. “Beautiful, take a nap. I will cook tonight.”
His finger on her lips…
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