When I can focus again, I look down, and Katie is grinning broadly, her eyes sparkling with pleasure. “It looks like my magic wand works for both of us.”
“It seems that way. I vote we keep your magic wand in the top drawer.” She drops her head back onto the pillow, laughing.
“Come on, my love. Let’s get you cleaned up in that impressive high-tech shower I saw in your bathroom.” I stand up, grab my T-shirt from the floor, and wipe my cum from her body. Then, holding out my hand, I lift her to standing. When she’s on her feet, I tug on her hand and she falls against me.
She throws her arms around my neck. “Will you wash my hair for me?” she asks.
“Aye, it would be my pleasure.”
Holding her tightly to me, I look down into her upturned face. “I love you, Katie.” I dip my head to touch hers. “I want every breath to hold your sweet, fruity scent, every new adventure to have you by my side, and every night, I want to immerse myself in your beauty.”
Her sharp intake of breath is barely audible, but I feel it.
She leans back. Her eyes are deep, reflective pools of unshed tears when she brings her hands up to my face. “I love you too, Drew.”
My heart stutters.
Once …
Twice …
Then pounds back to life. How did I ever consider something less than everything with this woman? When everything about Katie is perfect.
Epilogue - Katie
Four Months Later
“Hip,hip,hooray.Hip,hip, hooray. Hip, hip, hooray.”
Drew leans in to kiss my cheek, and smiling, I cut the two-tiered, dark-chocolate-covered cake, trying to avoid the cute little sugar daisies tumbling down the side of it.
Another cheer goes up, and my brothers’ voices rise above the rest of the crowd.
I look around at the faces of those closest to me. My mom and dad, and next to them, Hunter, with his arm slung across the shoulders of Trudy. Since they became a couple at the beginning of the year, Hunter has not stopped smiling. Beside Trudy is Bec, tucked under the arm of Blake, her left hand resting on Blake’s sleeve, the enormous solitaire diamond on her ring finger sparkling as brightly as the chandeliers hanging above us. Then there’s Logan, laughing at something Blake just said to him. A few steps away are my girls, Allie, Sarah, and Dana, looking like a set of precious sparkling jewels in their pretty cocktail dresses, all three of them holding up their glasses of champagne in a toast to me.
I’m a little overwhelmed by the love of my family and friends in the room. And this was all possible because of the wonderful man beside me who organized my surprise party. I turn to Drew, and taking his face between my hands, I pull his lips down to mine. It’s a steamy, hot kiss, full of promises of more, like all of Drew’s kisses are. I could get lost in one of his kisses.
An ear-piercing whistle from Blake reminds us of where we are.
Reluctantly, I release Drew’s lips. “This is the most amazing surprise birthday party ever. I have no idea how you managed to pull this off without me suspecting anything.”
He laughs. “You forget I was trained to do covert operations. Besides I had a lot of help from your friends and your brothers. They’re a sneaky bunch.”
I look over at the girls, who are now talking to Drew’s friend Aaron. “Well, I’m glad of their sneakiness. It was the best surprise. Thank you, and if I haven’t mentioned it already at least fifty times today, I love you.”
He drops another light kiss on my lips, then leans his forehead against mine. “I love you too, baby.” His hands rest possessively on my hips, and the heat of his touch is already making me want to grab him by the hand and find somewhere private.
Originally, I thought tonight’s plan was for us to have dinner in the hotel dining room with Allie, Sarah, and Dana, who had come to London to spend my birthday weekend with me. The big family celebration was going to be in a couple of weeks when Drew and I are booked to fly to New York. How wrong was I? This surprise party is so much more. Now my birthday weekend can be spent with my whole family and my best friends.
My head tilts to the side when I go to look up again at Drew. “I probably should have been suspicious when you insisted on making all the arrangements for dinner tonight. I did think you were planning something, like a cake.” I look down at the delicious cake I just cut into. “I guess you did plan a cake. My favorite too, chocolate mud cake. Yum.”
Picking up the knife from the table he cuts a bite-size piece and feeds it to me. “I aim to please,” he growls. Eating cake from his fingers really shouldn’t feel so erotic, but it does.
“Mmm. That tastes so good.” I run my tongue over my lips to gather up the fudgy icing.
Drew’s eyes lock onto my mouth, and he whispers in a low rough voice, “We might have to take a couple of slices up to our room for later because watching you eat from my fingers is fucking sexy.”
I grin broadly, loving the power I have over this man. He might be full of surprises for my birthday but I have some of my own, for later. The new pale-pink lace underwear he hasn’t seen yet will certainly play a major role in our private birthday celebration. Happy birthday to me.
