“Happy day after your birthday.”
Adam groaned into his pillow, stretching and purring. That voice in his ear first thing made EVERY day his birthday. “If you say so.”
“You’re THIRTY.” One soft finger danced up and down his spine. “THIRTY. That’s like, OLD.”
“You’re older than I am,” Adam pointed out to his pillowcase.
“Yeah, but, see, I’ve been
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I'm looking forward to seeing how you change the mood in part 2! Also, thank you very much!
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