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“Welcome to the family, Turtle, although you were already a part of it. Now, it’s just more official,” Savy says, bringing her glass up in the air. “Let’s toast. To good friends, new friends, and happily ever afters.”
Glasses clink, cheers raised, and my heart bubbles over. Life happens for a reason—we don’t always know why or how, but rest assured, it usually works out in magical, beautiful ways if you let it.
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“Happy actual birthday, baby,”Greyson whispers in my ear, waking me up from a delicious dream. Oh wait, that wasn’t a dream. After the gala, we came back to my place so I could feed Geralt and ended up making up for lost time if I want to sound cliché. In reality, I saw a side of Greyson I’ve never seen and when I say I’m impressed—I’m impressed. My best friend… has moves, seamlessly turning me on with one crook of his finger.
Even his sweaty body, fresh from his daily run, arouses me. The heat rolling off him hovers over me as he leans down for a kiss.
Something furry jumps up on the mattress, wedging his bossy way in between us, nuzzling into my hair. Laughing, I stroke his back while Greyson makes a face.
“Sorry bud, only one pussy is allowed in the bed, and she’s right here.” He gives him a rub before setting him on the floor.
“You’re bad. He’s a sweet cat.” I pout.
“I know he is, but for now, I only want to snuggle you.”
“But you’re all sweaty—ahhh!” I have no choice but to giggle as he rolls on top of me, raining kisses all over my face and down my neck, back up to my lips where he stays, teasing my mouth open with his insistent tongue. This man is always ready, and I’m craving the attention I’ve lacked for so many years.
We lay there, lips locked for what feels like hours before he releases me. “Up and at ’em, birthday girl. I’ve got a surprise for you.”
He peels himself out of bed and I again get to ogle him as he shoves down the ratty pair of athletic shorts he had in his truck and stuffs his legs into his dress pants from the night before.
I sit up, letting the sheet fall to my waist, baring my chest. “Surprise? You already got me a bracelet.” I play with it now, swirling it around my wrist, loving how well he knows me and knew I’d cherish it.
“If your boobs keep staring at me like that, we won’t make it to your surprise,” he rumbles out. Those blue eyes flare with desire.
“You’re spoiling me.” I smile and possibly shimmy a bit just to see him bite his lip.
“You deserve it.” Leaning over the bed, he gives me another sweet kiss before pulling up the sheet. “Now, please put something on before you distract me even more. There’s one thing I want you to do with me before I go home to shower.”
He strides out of the room, and I can’t lie, I’m totally checking out his tight backside—has anyone attempted to bounce a quarter off that bubble butt?
I quickly toss on an old T-shirt and boy shorts before leaving the bedroom.
Seated at my kitchen table, Greyson slides over a cup of coffee and a piece of paper with a pen. “I want you to write with me for my gratitude journal today.”
I angle my head when I sit down, curling my fingers around the warm mug. “You do?”
He nods and uncaps the pen. “You’ve been a big part of my recovery and I want to share this one with you.” His damp hair from his run flops over his forehead, adding a hint of sexiness to his concentration as he writes.
Sliding the paper over to me, I read:
I’m grateful for birthdays in bed.
I grin and take his pen.Sounds like a cheesy porno,I write.
He laughs, stealing back the pen.Wanna make our own?
I take the pen back.You’re a horndog. I thought this was supposed to be a gratitude journal?
It is. I’m grateful you can handle my terrible jokes,Greyson writes.
My turn.Okay, I can accept that.
Hey! They’re not that bad.
I lean over and smack a kiss to his cheek before replying,I’m grateful you didn’t give up on me.
