Apr 10, 2011 21:15
Today was Xander's birthday, and Saffron had been planning for weeks to make sure it was his best yet. She'd made him take the day off from everything, and she'd done the same, so they could spend it together. In the morning he'd woken up to breakfast in bed, followed by a nice, lengthy - well, dessert, of sorts. They'd gone for a picnic lunch on the beach, and spent the afternoon swimming and enjoying the sun. Once they were back home Saffron treated Xander to a thorough massage, then parked him on the porch with a fruity drink and orders to relax and she got to work.
Now, the party was ready to start.
She'd invited all of Xander's friends and all of the club employees to their home to celebrate. She'd enlisted Bill's help, and there was a table set up in the front room laden with a variety of foods, various nibbles and sandwiches and desserts. Another table held fruit juices and water and a somewhat modest amount of alcohol Saffron had pilfered from the club. Bill had parked himself in a corner, providing background music with his guitar and portable amp, and guests milled about, in the front room and spilling out onto the porch as well. Both spaces were decorated with flowers and streamers, and candles and paper lanterns were scattered around for when it got dark.
Saffron just hoped Xander was enjoying himself.
xander