Alpha Mason’s POV “No,” Amber muttered, hugging the bouquet close, the flowers framing her beautiful face. I still couldn’t wrap my head around it, she had tried to keep her own birthday hidden, convinced I wouldn’t notice, wouldn’t care. As if I could ever miss something that important about her. “Are you sure about that, Brownie?” I asked, stepping closer, wrapping my arms around her slim waist, and pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. All I wanted was to claim her mouth right then, devour those full lips that were practically begging for me, but I held back. Later. I would make it worth the wait. “You look fucking breathtaking,” I murmured, forcing my gaze up from her mouth before I lost control. I stepped back, ready to show her I hadn’t just found out about her birthday, I had prepared for it. Snapping my fingers, I signaled the team waiting in the shadows. Students rushed out, forming a semicircle around us, shooting confetti into the air. It rained down, tangling
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