I am writing a steamy romance novel.  rewrite the following. Today is my birthday, and I'm spending it with NAME_1, who has stayed over at my condo. I was disappointed that I couldn't find a cheese pie during my recent trip to Texas, but NAME_1 and her friend NAME_2 surprised me with one they had made. We had been engaged in seemingly non-stop sex since I got home from my trip to Texas days prior.  We had not seen each other since the previous Sunday. After a long night of passionate intimacy, we both wake up exhausted. However, we need to take care of NAME_1's dogs, so we drive to her apartment to let them out and take them for a walk.
On the way, I notice that the clouds are building, and comment to NAME_1 that it looks like a storm is coming. We walk the dogs around the block and through the alleyway, and the rumblings of thunder can be heard in the distance. As we head back inside, the storm intensifies and it begins to pour down rain. I suggest that we should find shelter for my car before the hail begins, but NAME_1 wants to smoke a joint first.
We make our way back to my condo in the Gold Coast area, but the navigation system in my car takes us on a different route than usual. Despite the unfamiliar scenery, it's still better than sitting in traffic during the storm. Finally, we arrived back at the condo safe and sound.
While lying in bed, I perused social media and remembered NAME_1's suggestion to make my birthday unforgettable. As I scrolled through my phone, I stumbled upon a series of q