"How do you like your steak?" he asked dropping another one on my plate from his.
"You don't need to overfeed me you know?" I laughed as he made a funny face.
After we had gotten into the room lit with so many candles, I found a table with two chairs on opposite sides filled with all kinds of meal on it with two glasses kept close to a bottle of wine. In the middle of the room was a heart shape made out of rose petals. It had been so beautiful that I could not do anything but smother him with kisses.
"Eat up woman!" he yelled to my surprise. "This is our celebration feast!"
"Keep it down Aaron," I laughed in surprise to his new frame of mind. He was... different.
"No!" he screamed louder this time. "I refuse. Don't you think we ought to celebrate our victory!?"
"I do but this is getting out of character."
He dropped his cutleries onto his plate in anger sitting deeper into his chair. "What's your problem?"
