The Alpha and His Mermaid

Chapter Fourteen

Emma

I woke up to my phone ringing and soreness in between my legs. I turned on a light and let my eyes adjust to the light before picking up my phone and answering the call.

"Ugh. You better have a good reason for calling me at... 1:10 in the morning." Being woken up sore and tired was not a good combination.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA!" I heard Sam shout. I laughed silently, trying not to wake Andre up. I had totally forgotten that it was my 21st birthday. This was the day I've been waiting for, after my 13th, 16th and 18th birthdays.

"Thank you, Sam. You remembered what time I was born?"

"Duh, I'm your best friend! I would never forget."

"Thanks. It's nice for you to care and remember."

"No problem. So, what are you doing for your birthday?"

"I have no idea. All I know is that Andre is staying with me for the entire day," I explained.

"Ooh," I heard Sam say and I could see the smirk on her face and I blushed.

"Don't get ideas in your head. Just because it's my birthday and Andre's staying with me the entire day doesn't mean that we're going to be making love all day."

"We're not?" I heard Andre complain and I laughed.

"Sorry I woke you up, baby." I pecked his lips but he didn't allow me to pull away. "What was that for?" I wonder after I am able to pull away even though I didn't want to.

"Happy birthday Em," he whispered. That was his third time saying it and I loved it time he does.

"Thank you. Let me just finish and I'll go back to bed with you."

"Ok."

"Hello? Emma, are you still there?" Sam wondered.

"Yeah, sorry just had a moment," I explained.

"Ooh. Ok, I'm going to let you have another moment or so. I'll see you later!"

"It seems like forever," I sighed.

"I wish it can last for that long. Goodnight and happy birthday again."

"Thanks, and night," I chuckled hanging up.

I put my phone down on the nightstand and turned off the light. When I began to lay back in bed, Andre pulled me against his chest. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I placed mine on his chest. I always felt small compared to him. With me being my small 5'4 and him being his 6-foot exact.

"Mm," I moan getting comfortable. "So, what are we going to do for my birthday?"

"Well, it is your birthday, you should get to decide."

"But knowing you, you already have something planned out," I accused.

"You know me so well," Andre grinned.

"Well, you're my husband and my mate, there's no one who knows you better than me," I explain and he chuckles.

"Let's just go to sleep for now."

"Ok," I give in and snuggle deeper into his chest and fall back to sleep.

I groaned as light entered our bedroom. I felt slightly cool which was weird since I felt hot every morning. So why was this morning different? I realized it was because my handsome mate wasn’t beside my side. I frowned and called out for him.

"In the kitchen love!" he called. I laughed and got out of bed remembering I was naked and a little sore. I found Andre's shirt and threw that on and nothing else. I would take a shower later so there was no need to put on my undergarments. Not that I could. I passed by several ripped black pieces of fabric on the floor and I flushed from the memory.

The smell of breakfast immediately struck my nose when I opened the door. I could only smell bacon but I knew there was more.

"Mm, what smells so good?" I wondered closing my eyes.

"Guess," Andre said.

"Bacon, eggs? Pancakes? Sausages?"

"Nope, just bacon."

"What?" I frowned opening my eyes and I realized that he was lying. There was more, a lot more. There was fruit, bacon, pancakes, eggs, sausages, syrup, ketchup, flowers, candles and most importantly...

"Balloons!" I yelled. I loved the balloons. I don't know why but they cheer me up whenever I was in a bad mood. Andre laughed at my reaction as I kicked and threw the balloons all around.

"Thank you, I love so much," I said as I finished playing around and I ran up to him to give him a hug and a kiss.

"Just for this?" Andre asked, pulling me away.

"For you and for everything you do."

"I love you too and you're welcome."

He bent down and gives me a long kiss. He eventually got tired on bending down and lifted me up and shoved me against the fridge. His hands roamed under my shirt and found my bare body and groaned at the feeling while I moaned.

"As much as I want to take you again, you have to eat and I bet you're still sore from the night prior," Andre said pulling away. I blushed, knowing he was right but I kept arms tangled around his neck. "Plus, we're going out later."

"Where are we going?" I wondered again.

"Somewhere," he answered with a smirk. He sat me down on his lap as he sat down on a chair at the breakfast bar.

"Just somewhere? Come on, give me a hint please?" I begged.

"Dinner or clubbing?"

"Hmm, I would love dinner and you wouldn't be as possessive. Then there's the club where I can legally drink." Andre growled when I said possessively. "Don't worry, I love your possessiveness. It proves you do love me."

"Emma, I would love you even if I wasn't possessive. You don't know how much I love you." He lifted my chin and crashed his lips onto mine and I kissed him back. "Be ready by eight," he said pulling away.

"So, we're going to dinner?"

"Just be ready. The rest is up to me. Now eat up, shower up, then dress up." He lifted himself off me, hopped off his seat then placed me back down. He pushed a plate filled with everything in front of me and I start to devour it.

"This is so good," I moaned shoving the fruit inside my mouth. About a half hour later, I was finished with my breakfast and Andre had left to the bedroom while I was eating.

Sam had taken me shopping as my birthday present which was great for me. I needed a new dress for tonight. Sam had also needed a dress, but she didn't tell me why she did so I shrugged it off. I bought this long strapless black dress that flowed into a grey around my waist and legs and from my knees down it was white. And it had a belt separating the black from the grey. Sam bought a strapless, knee-length mint green dress with a silver rhinestone belt. After that, we bought matching shoes. I got thick black pumps and Sam got silver booties. We had spent a lot of money overall but it was worth it.

When I got home, Andre was in the shower getting ready. When he finished, I showered as well. I went to the guest room to get ready. I plugged my dryer in, dried my hair, then curled it. I did my makeup to go along with the dress and shoes. Then I finally put the dress and shoes on. I took a quick peep in the mirror before walking out.

The sound of my heels meeting the ground was loud, and I fancied it. When I saw Andre's reaction, it was priceless. Actually, I could put a price on it, but it would be so high that no one would be able to purchase it.

"You look gorgeous," he complimented taking my hand in his, kissing my wrist. He was wearing a nice suit and tie that matched my dress. How did he know?

"Thank you. Did you find my dress while I was in the shower?" I accused.

"Maybe," he shrugged. "Let's go, we don't want to be late."

I grabbed my clutch which contained my phone, keys, an ID, and a hand mirror to check myself throughout the night.

"You ready for the best night of your life?" Andre asked opening my door. I buckled my seatbelt as I pondered about the answer and he got in.

"You mean my third?" I corrected.

"Third?" he frowned. "What's first and second? I'm sure I can beat it."

"I don't think so. The second was last night," I informed him blushing.

"What's first?" he repeated.

"The night we got married," I whispered. Andre looked me seriously in my eyes before he kissed me softly.

"You're right," he said pulling away from my lips and began to back out.

"About what?" I wondered.

"I won't be able to beat those nights. They're both my favorite nights as well." I smiled at his response and I thought to myself:

Here's to my 21st.