Jemma's POV
Today is Cassius's twenty-fifth birthday. I opened my eyes as he held me tight to his chest. Last night I did not have any false alarms, and for once, I slept comfortably. Neither of us had gotten much sleep in nearly a week, so it was refreshing to wake up feeling renewed. His hot breath fanned the back of my neck.
I stroked his muscular arm softly and felt him stir behind me. His lips planted soft kisses on my neck and up to my cheek. And before long, we were locked in a deep hot kiss. I rolled onto my back, and he hovered over part of me. I peered into his blue eyes. "Happy Birthday, my King," I whispered against his lips.
He pulled back from the kiss slightly and ran the back of his hand down my cheek. "Good morning, my Queen. How are you this morning?"
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