Saturday morning, I jump up and down 8 million times. Conner tries to calm me down. I just shove him out of the way and run to the dining room. Then I dive on Monte. "TOMORROW IS MY BIRTHDAY."
"Good morning, princess. What do you want for your birthday?"
I giggle and snuggle him.
"What was that, woman?" Drogon kisses my head before he sits down.
"I want marked. 5 times."
The boys laugh and make their way to their seats.
Mike pats his leg for me. "Where do you want marked?"
I sit on his lap and face him. Then I proceed to tell them exactly where they're all marking me.
He moves my knee from his ribs. "Where are you marking us?"
"Necks. All of you. Mine."
Drogon winks at me. "Do you want to go to dinner with me tomorrow? We'll have cake for dessert."
"No. Mine."
They laugh as Lil
