The following Friday, Kat had lined up her surprise. She did an excellent job of keeping any details from me. I was curious and excited. Surprises usually had been my department, and it excited and flattered me that Kat took the time to plan something special for me.

She gave me an address and told me to be there, dressed something outside in Houston's sweltering July weather, at 6 p.m. I looked up the location, and it was a newly opened boutique hotel. That's cool, I thought, I can dig a no-holds-barred night at a hotel with her. No holes barred, either. I chuckled to myself. Bad puns were something...