Romantic Dinner

Helena watched Aaron lighting three small candles that he had deliberately placed in the middle of the dining table. Her eyes followed his husband's movements as he walked over to the light switch, turning off the light source on the first floor and leaving only the dimly lit lamp in the kitchen. Then the man walked back into the dining room. He pulled a chair that was directly opposite him then sat there.

"How is this? Looks romantic, doesn't it?" he asked, satisfied with the results of his work. Oh, of course. He prepared everything, from cooking their dinner meal to setting the table with simple decorations. He only put the little candles there, and he was done. Their romantic dinner was ready to begin.

Helena giggled as she saw everything, how his efforts to prepare everything. Actually, from the beginning, her hands were itching to help his husband. However, he stopped her and told her to sit back and relax. So, since then, she had had no other job than to pay attenti