BONUS Epilogue
One year later
“Happy birthday, my darling,” I tell her as she wakes up beside me, deliciously naked, my present – no, not the morning wood poking her backside – in bed with us.
One year later
“Happy birthday, my darling,” I tell her as she wakes up beside me, deliciously naked, my present – no, not the morning wood poking her backside – in bed with us.