*Amelia*
It’s Thursday morning, Cory’s 36th birthday, and I sneak out of bed, calling Joel to check that everything is ready. After a quick shower, I get dressed and head back to him.
“Morning handsome, and happy birthday!” I kiss him softly, but he grabs me, pulling me down on top of him. We share a couple of minutes wrapped up in each other's arms before I gently push him away, laughing. “Sorry babe, but you need to get up and shower. We have a lot of plans today.”
“I thought you were my present. Are you sure I can't just unpack you?” He gets up on his knees, grabbing me again and trying to pull off my blouse.
I kiss him, but I remove his hands. “Go get in the shower. Joel is picking us up in 15 minutes.”
A quarter of an hour later, we climb into the limousine where Joel is waiting
