Earlier tonight, I had taken Martin out on a surprise date at a nice restaurant. Steak and seafood, fondue, rose petals on the table and our own private booth. It was so romantic. When we got home later that night, I had dropped him off but took a drive to check the mailbox around the corner. On my way back, I had received a text from Martin, telling me to back the truck into the driveway. I didn't think much of it as it was Friday night so I thought he was pulling his bags from the trunk so he can stay the night. I pulled in, got out of the truck and he was already waiting for me in betwee... Show more