It's her birthday and he knows it.

He also knows she is expecting to spend the night scrubbing and cleaning their new house. New old house to be exact. He hopes she'll like her surprise.

The fire is crackling now that the flu has been cleared. The water was boiling hot an hour ago, but the cold room is slowly winning the fight.

He can't wait to get into the old tub with her and just lie there with the love of his life in his arms kissing her neck and sponging the curves of her body.

Where is she?

Hundreds words, hundred kisses, hundred blushes...

Happy birthday from rameau