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Love On A Sunday Afternoon (standard:romance, 1286 words)
Author: LoriAdded: Apr 19 2004Views/Reads: 3488/2288Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Will he remember their seven year wedding anniversary? Or will it just be another day to him? Feedback is always appected and glady appreciated.
 



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“Well, do you?” Paula doesn't quiet down one bit. In fact, that just
made her get louder. 

“Well, let me think about it.” Sam smiles at her. He ponders it for just
a minute. “I don't know. What is today?” 

“Today is the day I made the biggest mistake of my life.” Paula hollers
at him and throws the gift at his head. It was too bad he had such 
quick reflexes. 

“What's this? It's not my birthday!” Sam says as ducks to catch the
gift. "How is that your biggest mistake? You didn't have anything to do 
with it." He teases her. 

“No, you dumb butt! It's not your birthday. It happens to be our
anniversary. Not that it's important to you.” Paula says on the verge 
of tears. 

“Honey, go to the bedroom and clean your eyes. I think something is in
them.” Sam tells her as he opens his present. It's the fishing rod that 
he has been wanting. It is a lovely gift. Especially since she doesn't 
know the first thing about rods and reels. It just shows him how much 
attention she pays him. 

“Oh! I'm going to the bedroom alright. I hate you so much at times!”
Paula screams as she stomps off. 

“So, help me God, if you follow me you will regret it. I will box your
ears right off your head.” She says as she walks to the bedroom door. 

“I won't come near you unless you call me.” Sam says as he starts to
take the fishing rod out of the package. He wishes he could use it 
today. But, he knew that wasn't going to fly. He isn't even going to 
bring it up. He puts the rod down beside the chair and glazes at it 
with longing. He walks away with a deep sigh. Some things are just more 
important then fishing. 

Paula throws open the bedroom door and is shocked at what she finds.
There is a trail of rose petals leading to the bed. Pink rose petals no 
less, her favorite. He could remember her favorite flower. But, the 
dunce couldn't remember her birthday. 

Paula walks on the petals, feeling them soft and smooth under her feet.
She walks over to the bed to see a gift box on it. It has the name of 
her favorite bath and body store on it. She slowly lifts the lid to see 
what is inside. What she finds really blows her away. The box is filled 
with bath oils and body lotions. But, the thing that really takes the 
cake is what is underneath all that. 

“How did you ever...” Paula begins with tears in her eyes. 

“Know what you wanted for our anniversary?” Sam asks as he comes up
behind her. 

“I didn't tell you about this.” Paula moves all the stuff over to get at
her present. She takes out the cashmere bathrobe she had been admiring 
for a month. 

“No, you didn't have too. I've saw your face the last time we walked by
the store.” Sam says as he puts his arms around her waist. “I'm so glad 
you don't come in the garage. I've had this for a month out there.” 

“I'm so sorry!” Paula says as she turns around to cry into his chest. 

“For what? Thinking I would forget again? It's no big deal, you just
know how I am. This time it was too important to forget.” Sam says to 
her. “I wanted to make it special for you. I want you to know how much 
I really do love you.” Sam says as he kisses the top of her hand. 

“I love you too, honey.” Paula cries out to him and hugs him to her. The
robe falls to the floor, forgotten for the moment. 

“Now, how about we use some of this stuff? I can run us a hot bath and
we could soak away the afternoon.” Sam says as he lifts her face out of 
his chest. 

“I got a better idea. How about a lazy Sunday afternoon of loving?”
Paula smiles up at the most important person in her life. 

“You're on. I'll race you under the covers.” Sam teases her. 

Paula looks at her husband as he starts to take off his torn and
battered pajamas. He may not remember everything that is important to 
her. But, he does remember that she loves him. And that makes up for 
all the lost anniversary presents. Loving and being loved in return is 
the most important thing in a marriage. When you have that, everything 
else is nonsense. 


   


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