Dirty Seduction
“Happy birthday, Laine. Sorry, it’s the best I could do. They didn’t have much of a birthday selection at the petrol station.”
The flowers are carnations. Red ones. The cake is chocolate. An eclair with that thick dark icing I love best.
It’s the best birthday cake I’ve ever had. The thought pricks at my eyes and my throat feels scratchy. Ridiculous. I’m ridiculous.
Drunk, and high on adrenaline, and tired, and scared, and happy.
“Thanks,” I say, like that could ever cut it.
But it does. It does cut it. He smiles like it’s enough.
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