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Chapter 48: First Gift

I snuck out of bed, quietly, not trying to wake up Damien. For once, I was awake before him, but that was because I had a lot planned for the day ahead. After freshening up in the bathroom, I walked back to bed. I climbed on and sat next to sleeping Damien. I slid my fingers through his hair while admiring his face, which was illuminated by the sun, highlighting all his prominent features.

"Stalker, much?" Damien suddenly said in his raspy morning voice, causing me to jump back a little.

"Good morning, my love." I giggled.

"You're awake early." He rubbed his eyes and opened them.

"Well, I wanted to wish you a happy birthday. So happy birthday. You're 23." I grinned.

"You were the first one to wish me at midnight, though," Damien said.

I hit his chest. "Just accept the fact that I woke up for you."

"Damn. I must be really special if you woke up for me." Damien smirked.

"Oh. You're very special." I smiled.

Damien put his arms around my waist and swiftly lifted me up, so I was straddling him. "Fuck. Waking up to this beautiful sight is the best birthday gift a guy could dream of."

I looked down, trying to hide the blush. "Ok. Come on. There's a lot to do today." I got off the bed.

Damien got up, leaning back on his elbows. "What do you mean?"

I slowly started walking backward out of the room. "I have a lot planned, Amante. Be ready in 20 minutes."

About 10 minutes later, I walked into the bedroom to check on Damien. I opened the closet door to be met with Damien's back and he was about to pull his towel off from around his waist.

I quickly brought my hands to cover my eyes and turned around. "Ah. I'm sorry. I just wanted to make sure you saw the clothes I picked out."

I heard Damien walk up to me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and turned me around. He slowly removed my hands off my eyes, and I looked down at our feet. He titled my chin up to look at him. "Darling, don't be sorry. This is all yours." He gestured to his entire body.

I nodded.

"All. Fucking. Yours." Damien whispered before gently kissing me.

Nearly 20 minutes later, Damien was finally ready. He walked into the living room, and I looked up from scrolling through something on my phone. I could already tell he spent at least 10 minutes on just his hair.

I walked over to him. "Damn. My boyfriend is hot." I smiled, unbuttoning the top button of the white, collared shirt I had picked out.

"Is this the first time you complimented me?"

"What? No! I've complimented you before!" I said.

"When?" Damien questioned.

"That-That one time." I looked up to think. "When you were wearing the- the shirt that-"

"Mhmm. Keep going." Damien smirked.

"Oh, shut up. You know I think you're a very sexy man." I winked. "Anyway, we're going out for breakfast," I told him. "But I'm going to give you your first gift." I walked to the coat closet.

"First gift?" Damien questioned.

"Mhmm. Go sit on the sofa and close your eyes." I said from the closet. I walked over to him, holding the box. "Ok. Open."