“C’mon… cut the cake, blow the candles.” People begin to hoot and cheer.
“Patterson, stop being a douche and do it, man.” Mason winks.
Just then, I happen to see a smile on his face. He looks at me before he looks at everybody who has been here for him on his day. The cheering stops when he clears his throat. “I want to say something first… if you don’t mind.” He lets out a chuckle. “I hope you allow me since it’s my birthday.”
“Only because it’s your birthday, Patterson,” One of his football teammates yells. “Thanks, Sean…” He snaps his fingers at the guy and winks before he turns back to the audience. He clears his throat once again and grins, I can feel a part of his gaze burning my face. “Thank you…” He begins. “My heart fills with joy when I see all of you here, with me on my birt
