Lights (P.F.T Sequel)

Chapter twenty two

- Third Person -

"Happy birthday to you," Her silky whisper blew in his ear, gently stirring him awake from the peaceful slumber. "Happy birthday to you-" She smiles as the corners of his luscious lips lift up, sitting on her knees like a child at christmas, she ran her hand through his tousled hair. "Happy birthday dear baby-" He chuckles at the change of lyrics as he rolls onto his back, staring up at the bare faced beauty. "-Happy birthday to you."

He reaches for his girlfriend's chin, nipping it between his finger and thumb and gently pulling her face towards his. He lay a precious kiss atop of her cherry lips, smiling as she drew back with rosy red cheeks. "Thank you baby." inhaling, he immediately got the strong aroma of the delicious breakfast perched on the desk. Lux scrambled to grab the tray, carefully walking back to the bed and settling it on his lap.

"I made you breakfast." She mumbles bashfully, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and she cuddles beneath the comforter again. Justin smiles at her incredible effort to prepare a Mexican feast in celebration of his birthday. With three tacos, perfectly toasted toast, fresh orange juice and a cute flower the she had picked from the garden outside, Lux still felt that it wasn't enough. "It's not much but we didn't really shop for anything."

"It's perfect - you're perfect." He mutters, stretching across as pecking Lux's cheek. She squirms beneath the comforter, hiding her smile as she watched him stretch his arms above his head, his biceps and triceps flexing attractively. "You didn't need to do this babe, we could've went out for breakfast again. Or I could've had something else to eat - if you know what I mean."

He cheeky wiggle of brows and suggestive smirk earned him a firm slap across the chest from his crimson red girlfriend. He laughs, holding both arms up in defeat before tucking into his taco.

Their few days had been sexually filled, not that either were complaining, but during the restless night Lux had time to think back to their love-making over the past few weeks in a hope to find at least one sign of unprotected sex that might lead to the possible human growing inside of her.

Justin noticed the distant look in the strained woman's eyes and slid the crystal white tray onto the bedside table, shuffling lower and wrapping an arm around her waist and nuzzling his head into the crook of her neck. She jumped slightly and made his brows furrow in confusion. He kissed her collarbone. "What's wrong?"

She shook her head, gulping as the tips of his fingers brushed against her stomach, trailing down to her leg and briefly slipping beneath the frilly leg of my pajama shorts. The words were sitting at the tip of her tongue, begging to be spoke, but she couldn't; not yet, not until she knew for certain. She forced a smile and gave his forehead a reassuring kiss. "Nothing. Just caught in my own world, you know me, daydreaming as per usual."

"If you're sure." He trailed, placing another kiss on her collarbone. "Now, seeing as we have a few hours to spare before we go to the airport, what should we do? Trip to the beach, market?"

"Actually, we still need to pack before we go home. I think staying here sounds like our best option." Lux giggled as he sensually kissed his way to her cheek. "Stop!"

He grins at her squeals and pinches her hip. "That's not a word I'm familiar with, sorry baby." Smirking, he continued to kiss her exposed pieces of skin with exaggerated smooching sounds.

"Justin, please!" She giggled loudly.

He stops but beams at her heavily panting and giggling body. He swore his heart skipped a beat every time he saw her breath-takingly beautiful, genuine smile. Each time Scarlett smiled, which was very often, he could see that she inherited the beauty from Lux and he was thankful - very thankful.