Emily turned as she heard the door creek open, an older woman walked in wearing a set of peach colored scrubs. The woman looked over and saw Emily huddled in the small chair beside her patient's bed.
"Hi there. I'll only be a minute, I just need to check his vitals" the nurse told Emily who only nodded.
Em watched the nurse glanced over the chart that had been hanging on the foot of Matt's bed. She took a few notes while reading the information off of the various monitors that were attached to Matt.
"Ok hun, he's all yours now. I'll be back in a few hours for an update" the nurse said as she headed for the door.
"Thank you" Emily mumbled as the nurse exited the room, she was grateful to be alone with Matt once again. She stood up, wiped the tears from her eyes and took two small steps, closing the gap between her chair and Matt's bed.
Emily slowly climbed onto the edge of the bed, she laid down on her side and gently rested her head on Matt's right shoulder. She was careful not to make contact with his wounds, but she needed the comfort of having him nearby. Em took a deep breath wanting nothing more than that familiar 'Matt scent' instead of the latex like hospital smell that she'd been around all afternoon.
"Yes," Emily whispered as she carefully snuggled in closer to Matt. As she began to drift off in Matt's arms, Emily thought back to the previous night…
Emily flipped through her set of keys trying to find the one that would let her into the house that she shared with Matt. Though they'd never made it official, Emily had moved in with Matt six months ago, she'd decided to keep her apartment, but only went over there on the weekends to water the plants.
The moment she opened the front door Emily knew that Matt was up to something. The small foyer at the front door and the living room straight ahead were pitch black, the only light that could be seen was coming from the dinning room around the corner. Emily made her way through the house, as she rounded the corner she gasped at the sight before her.
There were at least a hundred tiny candles flickering throughout the room, soft music was playing in the background, the table was set for two with tall tapered candles placed on either side of a bouquet of white roses.
As Emily scanned the room she saw Matt leaning against the wall near the kitchen, a glass of white wine in one hand, the other tucked away in the pocket of his jeans.
"Welcome home," Matt said as he pushed himself away from the wall and strode over to Emily.
"What is all this?" Emily asked. As Matt handed her the crystal glass, she took a sip, never losing eye contact with her partner. Matt just grinned playfully, he could almost see the wheels turning inside his girlfriends head as she tried to figure out what was going on.
"Dinner," Matt replied vaguely.
"Dinner?"
"Yes, dinner," Matt teased, "You know, that meal we all like to eat between lunch and bedtime?" He pulled Emily's chair away from the table and she took a seat.
She reached out and fingered one of the roses, "They're beautiful!"
"I'm glad you like them…" Matt said. He pulled one of the long stem roses out of the porcelain vase and handed it to her, "For you."
Matt smiled when he saw the color rise in Emily's cheeks, he prided himself in know exactly how to make her blush.
"What did you make for dinner? I'm starving!"
"Umm, well, I wasn't really sure which would fit the mood better, steak or lobster. So, I decided to go with your favorite. I'll be right back." Matt turned and headed for the kitchen leaving Emily to wonder what he'd chosen for dinner. Matt returned a few moments later holding two plates with dome shaped silver covers, he placed one in front of Emily and other in front of the seat next to her.