42-Licked

Sarah pov

“Happy birthday, Justin! Happy birthday to dear Justin! Happy birthday to you!” I was trying to mimic Pashley and my friends were laughing their lungs out, holding their tummies.

“Stop it, Sarah!” Nadia pressed her face with her palms, “My cheeks hurt!”

“No. Now listen up!” Shella stood up and went to the door. She turned and started walking to us with a straight posture and stoic expression.

Oh my God! She was mimicking Justin.

“Hey, Ashley!” She looked towards me trying to make her voice a little heavier, “What is this all about?”

“Oh, Justin! My husband! Today is your birthday, right? I brought a cake for you.” I fluttered my eyes and joined my palms, “Please accept it, your highness!”

“What? Your Highness?” Nadia again started laughing, “You two are funny!”

“Cake? Where is the cake, Pashley?” Shella asked me in a stern tone.

“Oh,” I picked up a disposable plate and brought it to her face, “Here is the cake, your highness. I will be highly obliged if you will honor me by cutting this cake!”

“Hmm!” Shella examined the plate and then quickly put the plate on Nadia’s face, “Eat this cake, Pashley!

That’s what you deserve!”

Had it been a cake, Nadia would have had cream all over her face. By now we all were again laughing, lying on the carpeted floor.

After a few minutes when we controlled it, all three of us were holding our tummies, “I wish I could

witness the insult on her face.”

This was Nadia. She was right. I too wished I could see the look on her face.

“Is it possible if we can at least eavesdrop outside the door?” Shella’s suggestion was tempting but impractical.

“Don’t you even dare to try it, girls!” I was abruptly serious, “Justin would skin off our bodies.”

That made my friends go quiet.

I might be his fiancée, but he would take it as a breach of privacy.

Ashley Walters pov:

me after about five to ten

my jacket’s pocket to assure that the newly polished watch was still there. I

cake mix and bake it in the kitchen. But

be a surprise anymore.

and locked the door from the

a floral dress in order to look nice for him.

shrug it off. After wearing the red colored floral dress that had white polka mini dots on it, I quickly started

still had to take out the cake and lit a candle on it when I heard a knock.

“Oh. Shit!… COMING!”

ran towards the box. Oh crap! I did not have any plate to place the cake.

Doesn’t matter!

will do the job. I lit the candle and tried

all right?” He asked alarmingly.

under control. Just gimme one minute!” Giving it a quick glance, I dashed to the door and

had switched off the lights, I could detect frown lines on his

to dear, Justin. Happy birthday to you… May you have many

taken aback, and a

forehead and turned towards

and held his arm, “Come. Let’s cut it. By the way how old are you now?

the bed and sat on the edge, “I… I

quite young for your age, Mr. Deluca!” hurriedly went to sit opposite him.

the cake.”

I should have asked him. I could not expect everyone to be like me, crazy for

a smile to his face, “And … do you have my gift?” He

the watch safely packed, “Here.

already wearing but wore mine on his wrist, “How does it look?” He showed me

“Absolutely gorgeous!”

his throat. Mischief was dancing in those amber eyes, “Wasn’t it supposed to be your

could I forget

I am sorry…

my hair fondly, “I was just teasing you.

smiled again a little over brightly. There was something off, “You… need

He said gently and started rolling up his sleeves, “Where is the

prim and proper… You look more handsome in your

my

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