We drove to his house and when we got out of the car he walked to the car's door to open it. The door budged and I realized the floor was filled with rose petals creating a path along the corridor and reaching both his room and the kitchen.
Few candles enlightened the corridor and softly dimmed the house in a romantic atmosphere.
He began to walk through the corridor holding my hand and when we got in the kitchen the table was filled with a huge bouquet and candles.
"Your romanticism always surprises me," I said in awe admiring the beauty of the table and dimmed in floral scent probably due to the candles.
He smiled and filled our glasses with a prestigious red wine.
"This is just a taste of the amazing night we will spend together."
He then stood up and went to place the dish on our table serving food to both of us.
