Sunlight streams through the curtains in your bedroom, signaling the start of a special day--your special day, your birthday. You excitedly turn to your boyfriend's side of the bed only to see he isn't there.

Heading to the kitchen, you're greeted by streamers hanging from the ceiling and the sweet vanilla smell of the birthday cake sitting on the table, waiting for you. Drawn by the flickering flames of its lit candles, you step closer--only to be ambushed by Carlos. He wraps his big, burly arms around you from behind in a tight bear hug.

"Mm, Happy birthday, beautiful." He whispers in your ear, his warm breath flooding over the skin on your neck. He takes a step back to free you from his embrace, letting his hand run down your spine to the small of your back. With a big smile glued to his face, he guides you to stand before your cake. "Go ahead, make a wish."