The next morning Dianna woke alone in the Penthouse bed.  "I sure hope I don't have a hangover from last night.  Where is Tom?  Don't tell me he left."

She saw her clothes scattered around the floor.  She put on the Hilton house robe Tom had left by the bedside.  "That was one heck of a wild night."

She heard a noise in the other room.  In walked Tom pushing a breakfast cart.  In the middle of the cart was a crystal glass vase with 18 beautiful red roses.

"Happy 18th Anniversary, Dianna" as he hugged her and kissed her.  

"Happy Anniversary,  Tom my love" smiled Dianna.

As they sat down to breakfast, Tom reminded her that on their next anniversary their 19th it was her turn to arrange for the fantasy.

"I don't know if I can top this year's.  Did you really mean it when you said I let myself go sometimes?"

Tom just smiled and continued eating breakfast.  He wasn't going to answer that question and ruin the moment.

Author's Note: Tom and Dianna's story continues with the book titled "The 19th  Anniversary"

It's Dianna's turn to create the fantasy and everything goes horribly wrong.  Their 19th Anniversary could be their last.