My birthday was a month later, and I was not a big fan of birthdays. I'm not getting older or anything, but I didn't care for all the hoopla that went along with it, including the singing and the cake that everyone was familiar with. Ugh, it looked like today was going to be a bad day. I was about to get out of bed when Henry wrapped his arms around me even tighter, yanking me back into his embrace.
A small rectangular present was presented to me by him over the side of the bed after chirping "Happy Birthday Samantha Bear." I smiled as he reached over the side of the bed to give me the gift.
Seeing his wide-eyed expression, I walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you Henry, but you shouldn't have bought me anything," I said, accepting the gift.
He rolled his eyes and said, "I know, I know, you don't like birthdays, but I like buying things for your birthday, so suck it up." Laughing as well, I peeled back the wrapping paper, which revealed a rectangular red velvet jewelry box inside.
"Tell me you didn't spend a lot of money," I pleaded with Henry as I looked him in the eyes.
The man sighed. "I didn't spend a lot of money Samantha, I just opened it."
A deep breath was taken before opening the box to reveal a stunning gold bracelet with a little gold heart hanging from the clasp that appeared to have a small diamond put in it. The scene was so breathtakingly lovely that I couldn't say anything. After a while, tears began to form in my eyes "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. You're not a fan of it, are you. Fortunately, I have the ability to alter it! Samantha bear, don't weep "Pulling me closer to him and massaging my back, he explained.
I took a step back and looked him in the eyes, and "I absolutely adore this piece. Wow, that's fantastic. Please accept my gratitude for your lovely work, which is simply ideal for me; please accept my gratitude for your work as well." Laughing, he touched his back of his neck and said, "I kissed you on the cheek."
It was approximately three months ago that he purchased it with the intention of giving it to you then, and he blushed a little. "I thought you'd like it, I saw it and I simply had to acquire it for you," he explained.
"Will you please put this bracelet on for me?" I asked as I pulled the bracelet out of the box and held it out to him. His fingers lingered over my wrists as he placed the bracelet on me. I smiled at him as he put the band on me. As my breathing accelerated, I could feel heat flowing up my arm.
The moment I looked at him, I noticed that he had his mouth clinched in concentration. I took a deep breath and turned my gaze away from his lovely face in an attempt to keep my hormones from exploding out of control. The devil knows what's wrong with me, but I can't seem to get enough of my closest friend.
Then he moved away from me as if I had burned him, as if I had done something to him. "Excuse me, but I'm going to prepare you some breakfast, all right?" When he got out of bed, he didn't say anything to me since he was looking away.
"Instead of staying in, why don't we go out to eat? A chocolate doughnut is exactly what I'm in the mood for "While turning his nose up in disgust, I remarked, "I'm sorry," I said with a smile.
His smile spread across his face as he exclaimed, "Jam doughnut!" The fact that no one had ever won this argument made me giggle. "And since it's your birthday, I'm buying," he remarked as I walked out of the shower and into the bathwater.
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Walking out of the school, I was greeted by a large group of girls who were all gathered around and chattering near the front entrance.
"You have no idea how much I am shocked by this. Sooooo hot! I'm in love with him."
The following statement: "I believe that I have died and gone to heaven."
Their eyes were all fixed on him as they said "Mmm he's delish!"
The only person I expected to see was Henry or one of his friends standing there, but instead I spotted Blake, who was leaning against his car. In a white t-shirt, black leather jacket, low-slung trousers, and his trademark black boots, he looked as sexy as ever, and my mouth started to moisten at the thought of him. He was at an extended football practice tonight, so I had more than an hour to wait for him, and I shook my head before heading outside.
Blake called out to me as I walked across the parking lot and onto the field. Then he called out "Hey Jailbait" and began jogging to keep up with me.
Hey, what are you doing here?" I inquired with a smile. In the midst of trying to check him out again in a discreet manner, I inquired politely: "My God, he is hot!" The planes of his chest and abs were visible through his t-shirt, and my mouth started watering all over again!
With a simple smile on his face, he said, "I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday."
"What are you talking about, by the way. Was there a way you could have known it was my birthday? The two of us have barely spoken to one another "I looked around quickly to make sure no one had noticed that it was my birthday today, but no one was close enough to hear me, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
"You told me the last time I saw you," he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small material bag from the inside of the pocket.
"It was something you recall. From a month ago, perhaps?..." My mouth hung open in surprise as I inquired of the subject matter.
Then he chuckled, "You know, I'm not just a pretty face, you know," he said, a wink in his eyes. His arrogance is out of control, and I can't stand it.
The question is, "Who said you had a beautiful face?" My eyes narrowed as I tried to keep my smile hidden, and he laughed once more at my expense.
Holding out a small bag, he said, "Here you go, I got you this." I exhaled yet another sigh of relief ,
The question is, "Did you get me a gift?" It was his nod and a look of interest on his face as I opened the string to tip it into my hand that told me it was okay for me to take it. A small red metal rose fell out onto my hand; it was very pretty, and it had a string attached to one end. I turned it over to see what was on the other side, and it was very cute there as well.
"A charm for your cell phone, I know it's a little lame, but girls like that sort of thing, don't you think so? Moreover, I was aware that you didn't have one "His voice trailed off, and he appeared to be in pain. The thought of him making me happy made me smile.
"It's fantastic, thank you so much Blake," I said, a grateful smile on my face as I handed him the document.
When I handed my phone to him, he took the small charm from my pocket and threaded the string through it, looping it, and handing my phone back to me.
"Maybe now when you use your phone it will remind you of me and maybe you'll call me," he said, tilting his head to the side. I smiled once more as I drew closer to him to give him a hug. I wrapped my arms around him in an awkward manner, and he reciprocated by doing so as well.
As I said "thank you," I felt him shudder against my body.
Then he laughed, pulling away a little sheepishly. "Be careful there Jailbait," he warned. "So, what are you planning to do for your birthday tonight?" I asked with a chuckle. looking down at his feet, he inquired
With a snort and a snort of disgust, I explained that Henry was coming over and that my mother and stepfather would most likely bring out some sort of cake or something.
Then he asked, a chuckle in his voice, "You don't want Henry to come over or you don't like cake."
What, you don't like cake? "Oh, come on, who doesn't?" The question was asked with a grin on my face.
Waggling his brows, he explained, "Oh, so you don't want Henry over."
Then I took a slap to his arm, saying, "Take a deep breath and stop talking! The whole birthday, cake, and singing thing just doesn't sit well with me "The words came out with a snort.
"Why not?" he inquired, his eyes wide with curiosity. I sighed, not wanting to bring up the subject of my father leaving on my birthday, so I shrugged.
"Thank you very much for the charm Blake, that was very thoughtful of you, but I should get going," I said as I turned to walk back to the field. " He snatched my hand and pulled me back from the sidewalk.
In a friendly voice he inquired, "Do you require transportation back home?"
"Err, no thanks, Henry's driving me, I just need to wait for his practice to finish," I said shrugging as I turned to leave.
The man looked at his watch and asked, "What do you have to wait until four thirty?" he asked, his eyes wide.
With my hands in the air in an I don't know what I'm doing gesture, I explained that it was actually five and that they were going over some new plays for some big quarterfinal or something or other.
It was a funny moment for him. "Do you have any idea what you're talking about when it comes to football?" I felt him grab my hand and pull me towards his car, he explained. He's doing what the hell he's doing. This young man appears to be delusional.
"Wassup, Blake? What are you up to? I informed them that I did not require a ride back to my apartment building "As he opened the passenger door for me, I looked perplexed at him.
When I took my bag out of my hand and placed it on the backseat, he said, a smirk on his face, "Ok, that's fine, but I can take you out for an hour and a half and drop you back off before practice finishes." Okay, I really shouldn't go with him because I don't know him and he has a bad reputation. But I can't help myself. However, he appears to be a wonderful person.
His smile shone brightly as he pointed into the car and said, clearly sensing my hesitance, "I promise I won't try anything on you jailbait, Scouts honor, I just want to buy you a milkshake for your birthday," he said, pointing into the car and smiling brightly. My husband laughed as I got into the car after taking a deep breath and getting into it. In his own way, he appeared to be quite happy.
I don't know what kind of vehicle he drove, but it was clean and smelled like leather and his aftershave. I don't know what kind of vehicle he drove, but it was nice. I was actually quite at ease considering the fact that I was alone in a car with an older gentleman I knew nothing about and that no one knew where I was going. This is an extremely bad idea, and I have no idea where he's taking me. The car came to a complete stop as he approached this small diner.
"Wow, very gentlemanly," I said as we walked out the door and into the diner. "Wow, very gentlemanly," I said as we walked into the diner.
Despite his cheeky grin, he continued, "I can be a gentleman when I want to be, I just don't want to be that often," to which I responded with a snort and a seat in one of the booths.
In front of him, the waitress approached him and offered a very seductive smile. "Well hello, what can I do for you?" she inquired, her gaze falling on his.
"Could you please make me a chocolate shake with extra ice cream and, jailbait?" "Could you please make me jailbait?" His eyebrows were raised in recognition of my presence.
With her gaze diverted away from Blake, the waitress turned to look at me, sneering. "Err, I'll have a strawberry shake please," I said, feeling uncomfortable because the woman looked like she was about to stab me or something.