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That night Chandler was getting ready for his date with Monica. He had it all planned out. He was going to make them a stake dinner with seasoned potatoes, then for dessert he made chocolate covered strawberrys with a siding of a rich tasting wine that he bought just a few hours before along with a dozen roses.

Grabbing his suit jacket, the keys and the bag full of food he locked the house up and got in his car.

Monica was getting everything ready at well. It was late and she had on her sparkly red dress that went down to her knees and black high heels to go with it. She even made sure she had her sexy lingerie that showed just enough cleavage to make any guys balls jump, ready in the bathroom. She lit some candles and spread them throughout the house. With soft music playing on the stereo and her perfume that she bought just for this night sprayed on her neck. Now all she needed was for Chandler to arrive.

He circled her house for the third time. There were paparazzi everywhere and he couldn't get in without them seeing him. He took out his phone and called up a number.

Monica looked at the number on her caller ID. She smiled as she answered "Hey, I'm half naked and about drunk." She mixed her wine in her hand "Now all I need is a man here." She said seductively.

Chandler swallowed hard before trying to reply "Babe, I can't get in. They are everywhere."

Monica walked over to her window "Why don't you come in the back?" She said looking through the blinds to where a few cars sat with camera equipment.

"Is that a sex joke?" He teased wondering if she was that hot already.

Monica chuckled "Shut up." She stood up straight and went to unlock the back door.

Chandler hung up then went around back to find only one guy standing there. He parked his car down the street and waited. He looked out to see the guy staring in his direction. Chandler grabbed his phone, the food, sunglasses and baseball cap that was in the back seat.

Climbing out he heard him talk "Where have you been? And where is your camera?"

"Lost it when taking pictures of John Pedro." Chandler coughed as he tried to disguise his voice "Don't mess with him." He walked past

"Where are you going?" He asked watching chandler walk away.

"Wait," He turned around "You didn't hear?"

"Hear what?"

"A Crispy Cream truck crashed on Madison. Donuts, everywhere."

"No way!" He ran past Chandler and down the street.

Waiting until he was out of sight, Chandler then hurried to the back door of Monica's place.

Monica heard the back door open with Chandler appearing the next second. "Hey." She smiled walking up to give him a kiss

Chandler returned it with much pleasure. "I got food." He set the bag on the table and took out everything. The wine, stakes, potatoes and strawberrys.

"So what is the chef going to make me tonight?" Monica asked rubbing circles on Chandler's back

"Well," He smiled "I was thinking we drink a little wine." He popped the cork and got two glasses down before pouring them each some. "Then we light up the grill and fry us some horse."

A little while later Chandler was at the grill with a glass in his hand and Monica in the other. His suit jacket was hung over the porch swing as it was completely abandoned once Monica took it off of him, thinking he was too hot. He smirked and returned with saying she was pretty smoking hot too.

Monica got a little shiver from the blowing wind.

Chandler glanced behind him to where she was standing "Are you getting cold?"

She crossed her arms "Just a little."

He put the spatula down and went to grab his jacket. "Here." He wrapped it around her shoulders before kissing her on the cheek."Better?"

She nodded "Thank you."

He leaned in for another quick kiss before focusing on dinner.

After they ate they ignored the dishes as Chandler tried to feed Monica strawberrys, romantically.

She laughed as the big strawberry was too big to fit in her mouth but Chandler still managed to try and shove it in. She took a bit and took the rest out. "None of this is becoming romantic." She giggled when seeing that he still had chocolate on the side of his mouth from when she feed him one.

When they were down to the final strawberry they waited for the other one to eat it "You have it." Chandler said

Monica shook her head "I've already had three. It's yours."

"How about we split it."

Monica cocked her head, feeling that they really didn't need to do that.

"Come on, you take one side and I'll take the other."

"Chandler-"

"We are going to make something look romantic on this date." He leaned in with the strawberry at his lips as Monica took the other half into her mouth.

When the last strawberry was gone Chandler swallowed before kissing her neck. "You smell incredible." He commented

Monica rested her hand on the back of his head as he leaned her back against the couch. "Wait." She stopped her

Chandler pulled away, he was afraid of this "It's too soon, isn't it?" He stood up

"No, I just want to do this right." She looked down at the white couch they were just sitting on "And I don't think my sofa is the way to go."

He smiled

"Let me just go freshen up." She leaned it to give him a quick peck before disappearing in the bathroom.

Chandler walked around to her bedroom where he threw off his shoes. Tonight was the night.

Monica came out a few minutes later and leaned against the door frame. "What do you think?"

Chandler looked over and his mouth dropped open.

She smiled, proud of herself "I still got it." She walked over to where he stood.

Wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled him closer.

Chandler closed the final two inches that were left between them and kissed her.

Soon they found themselves tangled up in bed while frantically undressing each other.

Monica tried to pull his tie off but got it stuck in his mouth. She laughed as he took his hands off her dress and helped her with undressing him first.

Left in their underwear, he straddled her and she wrapped her legs around his torso. Arching her back as he kissed her neck she let out a moan of pleasure. Chandler's hands found the back of her bra and unhooked it in one swift motion. Monica broke away and slipped it off for him.

As Chandler stood there to admire her beauty Monica was getting impatient. "You look beautiful."

She sighed and propped herself up on her elbows "Are we lacking or loving?"

"We're loving." He climbed on top of her where he spent most of the night until the sun rose the next morning.