Gareth had known all along that she would be excited and unable to wait to see what he had in store for their anniversary. When she gave him that big smile, he smiled right back at her. Once he got all the kinks out, he was sure that she would have the best day of her life, it was always his intention to make her smile on these special days, hopefully this would prove to be better than the last anniversary. The last one had not gone so well. He intended to make up for it this time around and he was usually good at doing that sort of thing.<br/><br/>While Christina sat on his lap he was once again deep in thought, holding her close to him while she rested her head on his chest for a moment. He only snapped out of his thoughts briefly to eye the pie on the table and smile at her, â€œSee? Looks delicious, I canâ€™t wait to dive in.â€ He said nodding towards the neatly placed plates that seemed to match the pie that sat upon them. Christina always knew how to make food arrangements look really good, he thought to himself. Sometimes he wished he could see her on one of those fancy cooking shows where they make food look attractive. â€œAs for your guesses, it depends on what you want to torture me with. You know Iâ€™m good at keeping secret, even from you.â€ There was a hint of challenge in his tone, playful of course, daring her to do her worst.<br/><br/>Pushing her away lightly, he stood up from his seat went to the refrigerator to pour a glass of milk for Christina and himself. Gareth wasnâ€™t going to mention it but he was beginning to reach his cuddle limit. Not only was he tired but he felt they could do more cuddling in bed. Right now while he couldnâ€™t get their troubles off his mind, he needed his space. He might not be one of those husbands who came home and drunk and blamed his problems on alcohol but he could get grouchy from time to time. Today had been a long day, he needed some rest, and he was not in the mood for cuddling any more. They had their hugs when he came home, that was it for the day. As soon as they were done speaking he decided that he was going to go right to bed.<br/><br/>When he returned to the table he placed the milk glasses by the plates, then he decided to begin picking at his piece of pie. Even if he was still not in much of a mood for dessert, one bite wouldnâ€™t hurt. â€œJust as delicious as it looks!â€ He said after he took a bite, chuckling softly. â€œI stand by what I said earlier, definitely world famous in my book.â€ After a few more bites, he pushed the pie away from him.<br/><br/>Gareth leaned back in his seat suddenly, hands behind his head, looking at her with the same look he had given when he first mentioned his surprise. â€œAlright, now that weâ€™ve had our pie, I will give you a small hint.â€ He paused for a moment for a slight dramatic effect, â€œItâ€™s something youâ€™ve always wanted.â€ There were a lot of those, he knew all too well, but he wondered if she would get what exactly was running through his mind at that moment. He patiently waited for her answer. Of course, she did not have to answer right away; he was not expecting her to. She could take as much time as she needed before giving her answer,h e just wanted to play around with her. Sure, he was grouchy, but he wanted to keep the eveningâ€™s mood fairly calm so an argument wouldnâ€™t break out.