Finally...Friday...Another long week, and I thought Friday would never get here. After all of the classes, projects, obligations, and never forget, working full-time, the hour plus drive to my girlfriend's seemed to take forever. As I took the exit to her apartment, I knew that we needed a nice weekend, together, away from all of the pressures that had been tearing at us throughout the week. Glancing at my watch, I realized I would beat her back to her apartment, so I had some time...to get ready...

A stop at Blockbuster, a quick stop to get some wine, some supplies for dinner, and I think we should be all set. As I entered her apartment, the cat greets me, and I know that I feel at home. But time is fleeting, and I must get everything ready. I start dinner, chill the wine, and still wonder if either of us is going to be awake for long. I prepare a nice dinner, with a chilled Chardonnay, and turn off all the lights in the apartment. The cat keeps me company during this process, and by the time I see my girlfriend's car headlights appear, all is ready. The candles are lit throughout the apartment, Enya is playing throughout the rooms, and I have secretly set up the bedroom, but that is for later. I listen for her footsteps, as I stand inside the door, glass of wine in hand, ready for a quick hug and kiss, before I get dinner ready to serve, and she can make herself comfortable after her long day. The anticipation of seeing her has my heart beating even faster.

When she enters the apartment, her eyes attempt to adjust to the low...