“Babe, it's your birthday, you have to dress up nicely.”
That was all the information Jayden thought vital to give me. Every year, he had made it a must to make it a surprise and every year we celebrated my birthday in a very fancy restaurant.
I chose a little black dress with a plunging neckline but I didn’t bother with fancy lingerie. We were in a rush so I just threw a mismatching bra and blah beige panties. Who cared anyways?
The restaurant was in one of the chic hotels that had sprung up on the city. Hotels that were more party pads for celebrities then for visiting tourists.
We sat facing each other at an intimate booth. Jayden was also dressed up. He seemed anxiously nervous. His hand was trembling as he raised his glass of wine.
“You remember, uhm, know, uh, tonight is also Dn
