Christopher

Well, fucking happy birthday to me.

I mean what could be better than your mates reading you like the fucking prince of Narnia all day?

I mean I was getting quality princess treatment and I was eating it up. Breakfast in bed, check, a very delicious cake check.

But what I loved the most was the fucking delicious surprise that was waiting for me the moment that I walked through the doors.

“Holy goddess!”

I walked into our bedroom, and there she was, sitting on the edge of the ...