Candles were lit, there was some Barry White music playing and a bottle of wine was on the coffee table with two glasses.
I smiled and went into the kitchen, where she had her back to me.
I watched her for a while, she was after all the woman of my dreams; she was wearing a short sleeveless dress, her hair tied back exposing a beautiful neck, and she hummed as she chopped vegetables.
I realised then how much I loved her.
"Hi, babe," I said.
She screamed and dropped the knife. "Who the f**k are you and how did you get in?"