Page 11 of Surprise Me

He kept quiet until they landed in the courtyard that was filled with more dragons and people than he thought it could even hold. Jett shifted right away and pulled Yvaine into his arms.

“Surprise,” he said.

“Surprise,” Yvaine said at the same time. Then she giggled. “Why did you say surprise? This is your birthday party.”

Jett looked around and all the decorations he and the Warriors had picked out were scattered all throughout the courtyard, but for every unicorn there was also a dragon. There were even two cakes in the center on a table as big as a truck. One pink and laden with glittering sugar sprinkles and one dark chocolate. His favorite.

He lifted Yvaine up and spun her around. "Look around, love. This is your birthday party too."

They both searched out Ciara and found her grinning like a dragon who’d just uncovered a whole new hoard of gold. “Surprise. It's awfully cute that the two of you chose Valentine's Day to celebrate each other's birthdays.”

"Who are Val and Tine?" Yvaine asked. "Why do they get a whole day named after them? I declare today Jett and Yvaine's day. That has a way better ring to it."

Ciara smiled and looked to Jett to explain. He shrugged. He didn't know who Val or Tine were either. Ciara's mouth dropped open. "Seriously? I'm going to have to put you two through pop culture one-oh-one. Valentine's Day is the holiday for celebrating love."

Yvaine frowned. "I don't need a day for that. I love Jett every day. Val and Tine are dumb."

Ciara waved Yvaine over and whispered in her ear, then she whipped out her cell phone and showed something to Yvaine. Jett couldn't see or hear, but he did catch the way Yvaine's eyes glittered and her frown turned into a very naughty smile. He had no idea what Ciara was showing Yvaine, but he had a feeling he was going to have to thank her later.

Yvaine laughed her ass off and waggled her eyebrows at him. "Val and Tine are not as dumb as I thought they were."

She dragged Jett onto the dance floor. "Ciara showed me a part of movie that I assume Val and Tine were the stars of, and said I should make you dance dirty with me for my birthday because it would make you want to do the horizontal dirty dancing with me later."

Dancing was not in his skill set. Only for Yvaine would he make a fool out of himself.

“Oh, I almost forgot to give you your birthday present.” She dragged him back off the dance floor and over to the box she’d brought with her. “Open it, open it, open, open, open.”

Jett tore the paper just to make her smile. He tossed the lid of the box off and stared at the contents. Inside were a handful of t-shirts, every single one with a unicorn printed on it with a completely inappropriate saying.

The first read:I’d Rather Be Riding My Unicorn.

“Ha. Get it. I”m your unicorn and that’s a naughty innuendo.” Yvaine clapped her hands and pulled the shirt out to reveal the next one.

Shirt number two read:Just The Tip.

There were even more underneath that one.

Unicorns Make Me Horny

Bitch, Please. I Ride A Unicorn.

Sorry, I Can’t. I Have To Ride My Unicorn

And the last one that had a dragon on it instead of a unicorn. The dragon had smears of rainbow all around its mouth and this shirt read:I Ate The Last Unicorn.

Dear Goddess, he’d created a monster.

Yvaine pulled the last shirt out of the box and made him put it on. Then she pulled off the plain pink sweatshirt she’d been wearing to reveal a t-shirt with a unicorn on a stripper pole that read:My Husband Rides A Unicorn.

“I made them for you. Do you like your presents?”

What? Like he was going to say no? Of course not. He was going to wear her slightly naughty t-shirts every day for the rest of his life. “I love them. Now it’s my turn to give you a present.”

He wasn’t as creative as she was and didn’t have much he could give her anyway. The only thing important that he had to give was himself. He couldn’t give her a piece of his soul because she already had all of it as far as he was concerned. “I made you something too.”

Jett pulled a small velvet jewelry box out of his pocket and presented it to her. “Ooh. Is it the keys to our new castle?”

All of a sudden, he was slightly nervous the home-made gift wasn’t good enough. His gut slapped him upside the head for even thinking that. “Open it.”

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