“What’s on the agenda for today?” You asked as you sat at the counter, finishing your breakfast. John had been so attentive for the past few days and really over doing it.
“It’s a surprise.” He answered quickly as he took your plate.
“Surprise? I’m not sure I like surprises. Can you give me a hint?”
“You’re going to be very busy today.” He leaned back against the counter.
“Well now I definitely don’t like it. That’s way too vague.”
“You’ll love it, I promise.” He walked over to you and kissed you swiftly.
“Go get dressed.”
You looked at him wearily, you weren’t a fan of surprises, never had been. A friend threw you a surprise party once, when you got there and saw all the cars, you left. Not your finest moment, but when people tried to surprise you, you weren’t sure of what reaction
