Chapter 6:

As I pushed the open the front door, I noticed that the living room light wasn't on. Either Frasier was out, or he had gone to bed. I had no idea what time it was.

I flicked the switch by the door to turn on the light, and was greeted by the magnificent sight of a room full of red roses.

"'You don't bring me flowers'." I whispered to myself.

Still in shock, I felt a warm pair of arms around my waist. This made me tingle as Philip's arms didn't.

"I'm sorry." Came Frasier's smooth deep voice in my ear.
I turned around without breaking his embrace, and put my purse on the dresser next to us. "I'm sorry too. I should never have yelled at you like that."

"You had every right to. Lilith I'm so sorry. You always hide your feelings, and I didn't realise just how much I'd hurt you."

"Frasier, let's not think about it anymore."

"You're right. We sent Frederick away so that we could spend the weekend alone. And it's still Friday night, what do you say we start our evening over?"

"That would be wonderful." I said, as he lifted me into his arms and kissed me the way that he used to.