Aven showed up with a gift bag, a flower bouquet, and cake at my doorstep.
I tilted my head to the side as I opened the door for him to come in.
"Happy half-year anniversary," he cheered, coming in so quickly and setting his things inside before turning and hugging me.
I love his hugs. They're all too warm.
"I wish we'd stay forever," he whispered to me and kissed my forehead. Gosh. "Forever until the end."
"Amen," I held his hands in mine. "Show me what you got me."
He laughed. "You're such a gift lover."
"I am," I playfully winked.
He smiled brightly whilst un-boxing the semi circled cake with the prettiest little models of me and him and a background of the building we met in.
"That's so cute," I squealed, hiding my face in my face.
"I'd give you my life, baby."
Gosh. Adorable.
"You already have mine," I told him and I meant it.
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GIVE HIM (book 2) | ✓
Short StorySlut (noun) : A woman with morals of a man. or : Pearl with the morals of Hunter. ●●● "No, Pearl. Men don't like this," he said, his lips grimacing. He looked at my face, then my hair and then my dress, and he didn't like it one bit. Not aft...
