I opened the door to our room and entered. Today was great, there is no denial about that. I got to the bedside just to see paper boxes on the bed.

"What is this?" I asked no one in particular.

I opened the first box and I saw a letter there. I took it out to read.

'Dinner at Eight. Dress nice and look beautiful, ask the girls for help. Yours, Roman.' The letter says and I blushed.

Is he Really serious right now?

I blushed harder.

I took out the long red dress which looked so lovely and sultry. I can't believe he did all these in secret. He...