Kayla's POV

   Just then, I hear the front door close and Michael's footsteps until he enters the room.  "Hey, Babe."  He says as he takes off his jacket and hangs it up.  He sits down on the bed.

"Michael....whose underwear are these?"  I say, holding the red lace underwear up so he can see them.

"They're yours, aren't they?"  "No, Michael.  These aren't mine."  I say with a suspicious frown.

"Kayla, don't be ridiculous.  You have a lot of lingerie.  Of course they're yours.  How can you keep up with the amount of lingerie you have anyway?"

"Michael, I would know if they're mine."  I would....right?  "Kayla you're being crazy." 

Am I be crazy?  Are these really mine and I just forgot I bought them?

"Maybe you're right."  "Now if you'll excuse me, we have dinner plans, so I'm gonna get ready."  "Ok, Babe.  Sorry for the craziness."

"It's ok."

.....

The dinner and movie were great, and now we're at the "surprise" part.  Michael has the room dimly lit by candles and rose petals on the bed in the shape of a heart.

He sure knows how to do a lady right.

I'm in my lingerie, ready to get down to business.  "Kayla, you mean the world to me.  Happy anniversary, Baby."  He says as he's grasping my face in his hands and staring into my eyes.

We passionately kiss.