𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 - shubman gill ✓

11. birthday ... sex *

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On the morning of September 29th, the soft glow of dawn filtered through the curtains of Shubman's apartment, gently rousing him from sleep. As he blinked awake, he smiled to himself, realizing with a sudden rush of excitement that it was Maitreyi's birthday. He had been planning a surprise for weeks, eager to make this day as special as possible for her.

Careful not to disturb her, Shubman slipped out of bed and tiptoed into the kitchen. He had already prepared a small breakfast spread the night before – fresh croissants, berries arranged in a bowl, and a bouquet of her favorite flowers adorned the table. He couldn't wait to see the look of delight on Maitreyi's face when she woke up to his surprise.

Meanwhile, Maitreyi stirred awake, her senses slowly awakening to the delicious scent of breakfast wafting through the air. She stretched lazily, a smile spreading across her face as she realized it was her birthday. She couldn't wait to spend the day with Shubman, knowing that he always had a way of making her feel cherished and loved.

Shubman heard Maitreyi's footsteps approaching and quickly turned around, a wide grin lighting up his face. "Good morning, birthday girl!" he greeted cheerfully, gesturing to the breakfast spread before her.

Maitreyi's eyes widened in surprise and delight as she took in the sight. "Shubman, this is amazing!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine happiness. She walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing a grateful kiss to his cheek. "Thank you so much."

Shubman hugged her back tightly, feeling a rush of joy at her reaction. "You deserve every bit of it, Maitreyi," he murmured softly, his voice filled with affection. "Happy birthday."

They sat down together at the table, savoring the breakfast and the quiet joy of being together on this special day. They talked about their plans for the day – a leisurely stroll through the city, a visit to her favorite bookstore, and a cozy dinner at a restaurant she had been wanting to try.

After breakfast, Shubman handed Maitreyi a beautifully wrapped gift box. "I hope you like it," he said, his eyes shining with anticipation.

Maitreyi carefully unwrapped the gift, revealing a delicate necklace with a pendant shaped like a butterfly – a symbol of freedom and transformation, something she had mentioned admiring during one of their conversations.

"It's perfect," Maitreyi whispered, her voice catching with emotion. She turned to Shubman, her eyes shimmering with tears of happiness. "Thank you for always paying attention to the little things."

Shubman kissed her forehead tenderly. "I would do anything to see you smile like this," he replied softly, his heart swelling with love.

Throughout the day, Shubman and Maitreyi wandered hand in hand through the city streets, enjoying the simple pleasure of each other's company. They visited the bookstore, where Shubman surprised Maitreyi with a collection of her favorite novels. They laughed and shared stories over lunch, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment.