You were in the bathroom, putting on makeup, preparing for your upcoming date with Carlos, in honor of your second anniversary since you became a couple. You were excited about how you would spend this day, how your beloved would surprise you, what special thing he had prepared for you.

You were distracted from your own thoughts by Carlos' hands, one of them laying on your waist in a possessive manner. His other hand pulled down the strap of your evening dress, which was the color of the night sky, where sparkles were clearly visible, like stars. His lips burned your shoulder, leaving wet and noisy kisses. "Maybe we should cancel the reservation of that restaurant?" Carlos whispers, squeezing your waist tighter, pressing himself against you. "You and me, everything you need for a good evening, without that restaurant."

The man looks with his brown eyes from your eyes to your lips, on which there was red lipstick, which screamed to be smeared on his and your lips. Carlos did not wait for your answer, instead he kissed you, as if he had not done this for a long time. The man turned you towards him, giving in to the moment you sat on the edge of the bathtub, not moving away from your lover.