Callie relaxed in her driverâ€™s seat as she pulled into the driveway of her and Jamesâ€™ 2-story brookstone styled house.  She sat in her seat for a few minutes, trying to figure out, one last time what James had in store for the night. She finally gave up on guessing, and hopped out of her car, purse, coat, and keys in tow. As she opened the front door, she looked at the floor and saw a single red rose petal lying on the ground. She stared at it, a bit puzzled, then smiled â€œI thought we were going to wait til later tonight to do this, but okay.â€<br/>She put her coat into the closet beside the front door, and took of her emerald green blouse, then tossed it aside as she slowly made her way up the stairs, swinging her hips in a sultry motion. â€œJamesâ€¦â€ She said aloud in a high sing-song voice, her smile still playing on her lips. â€œAm I going to get a surprise in the bedroom?â€ She slipped her black pencil skirt over her creamy skin and opened their bedroom door, only to find the bed just as cleanly made as she did it this morning. She let her smile fall off her face and sighed â€œGuess. Not.â€ She whispered to herself. â€œJames, I know youâ€™re around the house somewhere, but Iâ€™m going to jump in the shower real quick before we go. I smell like event planning.â€ She chuckled at her own joke, then shuffled across the plush carpet to the bathroom attached to their bedroom. She removed her underwear, turned on the water and adjusted it to her liking, then hopped in.