I was just thinking about that night you took me to the philharmonic. I have goosebumps just thinking about how the music made me feel. You know I adore live music and a beautiful concert hall. It was a truly magical night, one for the books. You booked me in for a Thursday evening, and had sent me a teasing email the day before to let me know that we were going to have a night out. You didn’t tell me anything much, just to get dolled up.
What a wonderfully romantic night that was, don’t you think? I think it was so special because you wanted to sweep me off my feet and you nailed it so hard. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face that night. The music worked its way inside of me while we were in the theatre, there was no resisting it. It’s that magical feeling. On the way to the suite, we were quiet as we walked, holding hands and resisting the energy that was building between us. You pulled me into that doorway where we kissed so passionately. More goosebumps.
When we got back, it wasn’t long before we were tangled up in bed, merging into one. It was one of those nights where everything felt new, we were reborn in each others eyes and our only jobs were pleasure. After showering, we spent the last minutes just snuggling on the couch. It was so dreamy, that suite had a fireplace I think? How sexy. What a great memory. I am grateful.