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His reply was instant.
Sav: Let’s go.
Their eyes met across the room, like they always found each other even when the world was spinning.
“I’m about to get out of here,” Savior said, finishing his drink.
“Go head,” A’Mazi smirked, watching his sister hug everyone goodbye.
Savior made his rounds, thanking everyone who came, embracing the love that surrounded him for the first time in his life. But the moment he stepped outside beside her, hand gently grazing the small of her back, he knew—this night, this woman, this love—was changing everything.
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Savior stood blindfolded outside the door of the hotel room, his hands loosely tucked into his pockets, smirking at the mystery Ahzii had been dragging out all day. It was the final surprise of his birthday, and he had no idea what to expect. The door creaked open, and her fingers laced with his as she guided him in.
“Stand right here,” she said, positioning him just inside the suite.
He chuckled, leaning closer. “You smell good.”
She pushed his head away, laughing. “Move, boy.”
He grinned as she kissed him, low and slow, making him groan into her mouth. “Another one,” he murmured against her lips.
She laughed, gave him another.
“One more,” he whispered.
With every kiss, she untied the blindfold, but his eyes stayed shut, caught in the moment. When they finally opened, his breath hitched. Rose petals coated the floor and bed, gifts scattered everywhere, but none of it mattered. Not when she stood in front of him in a soft pink lingerie set that hugged every curve like it was made just for her. She was glowing, her eyes soft, her body artfully wrapped in lace that left nothing to the imagination.
“You like it?” she asked, her voice a bit unsure.
He could only nod, his throat too tight for words.
“I wanted to make this day special for you,” she said as she stepped closer. “When Sarai told me you never celebrated a birthday, it broke my heart.”
His hands found her waist, pulling her flush against him.
“I love you, Allure,” he blurted. No hesitation, no second thought. Just truth.
Her eyes widened at the words, but he saw it, the way her heart cracked open right then. “You don’t have to say it back,” he added quickly. “I know you’re still—”
She cut him off with a kiss, slow and deep, full of everything she hadn’t said yet.
“I didn’t get to read my card to you at dinner. Can I?”
She held up the white card. He smiled and nodded, letting her lead. She pushed him gently to sit on the edge of the bed, straddling his lap as the petals crunched beneath their weight. His hands gripped her waist, grounding her while she held the card like it was more sacred than scripture.
“Savior Carter,” she began, her tone playful. “How can someone name you such a name when you’re completely unhinged?”
He laughed, the sound deep and full of something he hadn’t felt in years.
“But the more I get to know you, I found out why your name is Savior,” she said, her voice growing softer. “I have been burned. Physically. Emotionally. Mentally. I knew what it felt like to be loved, and when that was taken from me, I didn’t think I would ever feel it again.”
His laughter faded, and his eyes locked onto hers, seeing the weight behind every word.
“Then you came. Scary. A lunatic. But sweet. Tall. Handsome. A big-ass giant who forced me to feel things I thought were long gone. You lit fires—literally. You threatened people, killed for me, scared the hell out of me… and somewhere in all that chaos, you started mending pieces of me I didn’t think could ever be touched again.”
Her eyes glistened, but the tears didn’t fall.
