"Tonight, I don't want to let you go."
Arabella Vanderbilt's eyes were already blurred, her body softened into a clump by the fervent kiss.
Her hands were placed on the man's shoulders, much higher than hers, her entire waist encircled by his arms, nearly her whole body clinging to him.
"Are you using your birthday as an excuse to be naughty?"
Arabella looked at him with a smile, her cheeks flushed, her face becoming even more tender and soft as she chuckled.
Joel Russo's warm lips grazed her cheek, his husky voice tumbling from his throat.
"Yes. I originally wanted you to be my gift, but the surprises and gifts you gave today were too many."
"Then you're still being naughty?"
Joel's laughter spilled from his throat, his lips brushing against her face and then capturing her lips again, gently and lightly sucking.
