False Positive
She asked for a sign from the Universe. Bang, clang, boom. Was this it? She opened her eyes and ears to the kitchen orchestra played by her newly attained fiancé Jackson and the sweet sounds of Al Green. She knew what that meant. He only played Al when he was in a playful mood and dared his hand at the stove for a special occasion. In between Al’s riffs were the symphony of silverware clanging and dishes smashing into the sink and Jackson’s deep interlude of “shoot, darn, shoot”. “Everything ok” honey, Imani yelled out. “Shoot, I was trying to surprise you.” “It will be if we have any dishes intact after today”, Imani chuckled. Just as Jackson came through the doorway holding a tray of scrambled eggs, bacon and fruit. “What did I do for this extra special treatment, Imani proclaimed?” Jackson smoothly replied before stealing a kiss, “just because baby, just because.” Imani slowly sat up and noticed the gorgeous pink and red roses across the room on their dresser. “Are those for me?” Jackson smiled and recited, “when we delight thyself in the Lord, my love, he shall give thee the desires of your heart”, and my love you delight my heart”.
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