As Cassie and I stepped off the plane, our excitement grew with every passing mile as we hailed a cab and headed to our destination. We spent the afternoon unpacking and preparing for our adventures, our hands touching, our eyes locking in a way that sent shivers down my spine. We were on a mission to rekindle the spark that had been simmering beneath the surface since the arrival of our baby. As I gazed at Cassie, I was struck by her enduring beauty, her bright smile still capable of making my heart skip a beat. She was, and always would be, the love of my life. After all the unpacking, I ran her a bath with vanilla soap and put on violin music, a perfect way to unwind and reconnect,As I ran a warm bath for her, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. I walked to the kitchen, poured her a glass of wine, and carefully placed it beside the soft glow of candles. I approached her, gently placing my hands on her shoulders, and whispered reassuringly, 'It's just me, calm down.' I could sense her tension ease, and a subtle smile spread across her face. With a gentle touch, I slipped a blindfold over her eyes, and guided her to the bathroom, the warmth of the bath and the soft candlelight enveloping us in an intimate ambiance,As I gazed at her, the soft glow of the backwater illuminated her radiant skin, and I was captivated by the allure of her green eyes, my thoughts consumed by the overwhelming desire to press my lips against hers