June 6th. My birthday.
Winston said he'd ordered a small cake for me—that we'd celebrate together in the evening. When I got to his apartment, I was stunned by what I saw.
Winston was standing there, shirtless, with whipped cream smeared across his face, his collarbones, even his tail...
He was wearing loose gray sweatpants on the bottom.
Looking a little shy, he covered his abs with one hand. "I heard on t****k that girls like this kind of thing... Do you like it too, Elena?"
I was completely floored. I couldn't help swallowing hard. My fangs had a mind of their own—they were already out.
I walked over, dipped my finger in the cream, and spread it across his lips. "Like it? I love it. Please give me more surprises like this in the future."
He held my waist and pressed a soft kiss t
