Maid for the Billionaire
Pink and white balloons were scattered, there were petals, a table in the middle, candlelit, and a sign in front that said:
H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y, B A B Y!
I immediately looked at Kalix. I didn’t know how he did it, but he was holding a cake as he walked toward me.
“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you,” his baritone voice rang out. “Happy birthday, happy birthday,” he finally reached me. “Happy birthday to you,” his smile was beautiful. “Happy birthday, Naya.”
“T-thank you.”
He didn’t respond, but his eyes, I can’t be wrong, he was looking at me lovingly.