My eyes widened. How could I forget? It was our 10th wedding anniversary! I jumped out of bed and threw my arms around him. “Happy anniversary, John! I can’t believe it’s been ten years already.”
John’s eyes twinkled with excitement. “I’ve got a surprise for you. Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”
I did as he asked, feeling something light placed in my palms. When I opened my eyes, I saw two plane tickets.
“No way,” I gasped, reading the destination. “The Dominican Republic? Are you serious?”
John grinned. “Pack your bags, babe. We leave in three hours.”
I squealed with delight, peppering his face with kisses. “John, this is amazing! I can’t believe you did this!”
“Better hurry,” he laughed. “You’ve got 20 minutes to pack before we need to hit the road.”
As I rushed to throw clothes into a suitcase, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt. John had been so busy with work lately, and I hadn’t seen much of him. This trip was exactly what we needed to reconnect.
“Ready for our adventure?” John asked, leaning against the doorframe.
I zipped up my bag and smiled. “With you? Always.”
