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Elora

I shifted in my sleep, feeling a big body next to me. The familiar hand running through my hair and down my back is a dead give away for Duke.

After I showered and got ready for bed last night, Duke stayed with me and we got half way trough Tangled before I fell asleep. I guess he decided to stay. I don't mind at all, I'm just surprised. He doesn't sleep, so he chose to stay with me all night while I slept. I love him.

I swung my leg around his waist, climbing on top of him. I cuddled into his chest, soaking up all the cuddles I can. "What time is it?" I mumbled.

"A little past six, go back to sleep," he coaxed, slipping his hand under my tank top and rubbing my back.

Say less. I closed my eyes and quickly fell back into a deep sleep. He should sleep with me every night.

~•~

"Elora," Duke called softly, his hand gently moving my hair out of my face.

I stretched my legs out, blinking up at him. "Hm?"

Duke smiled down at me, his dark red eyes full of adoration. A smirk played at my lips, awe he loves me. "Happy birthday, baby," he whispered.

I widened my eyes. Is it?! I pushed away from him quickly, making him chuckle. How did I forget? I grabbed my phone and looked at the date. They made me forget my birthday!

I ran to the bathroom and started to get ready. "Why didn't you wake me up? It's my birthday!" I repeated, excitement taking over.

I always dress up on my birthday, although we hardly ever do anything. As I said on the boat, as long as I have them- and a really massive cake, I'm perfectly happy.

I put on my bodycon silk baby pink dress, and white sandals. As soon as I got done brushing the tangles out of my hair, I smelt something sweet.

I smiled, knowing Quin always makes me strawberry and cream crepes on my birthday.

I raced down the halls, coming to a quick stop, seeing Dane walking shirtless around his room with a towel around his waist. Hunka hunka. I eyed the v line his muscles made on his stomach, grinning.

I skipped into his room sitting on his bed, giving him a pointed look. He must know what day it is. I smiled, "Any minute now, Doc..." I teased.

He let out a small breath, a smile cracking as he realized what I mean. "Happy birthday, Elora," he finally said.

I excitedly folded my hands in front of me, cheesing from ear to ear, "About time! I've been awake for half an hour and the only person who's wished me a happy birthday is Duke, how rude," I pouted.

Dang maybe I am spoiled. But, it's my birthday, today's the one day I'm allowed to be.

Dane chuckled, shaking his head, "Yes, but if I told you earlier, I wouldn't get the pleasure now. Great timing by the way," he joked, gesturing to his towel.

I shrugged, "Your door was open, that's all the invitation I need," I stood up, walking to the door to let him get dressed. I paused, turning around and doing a twirl, "Do you like my birthday dress?" I asked.

He nodded approvingly, "Yes, you're very cute. Now go," he pointed to the door, chucking.

I smiled, closing his door behind me and hurrying downstairs. I passed by Eugene in the living room, and he gave me a small smile, "Happy birthday, love," he wished.

I opened the kitchen door, the sugary goodness blessing my senses. I skipped over to Quin, wrapping my arms around his stomach as he drizzled cream cheese over the crepes. "...More," I pushed.

He gave me a warning glance. Quins never liked me having sugary sweet things.

I smirked in response, "More," I challenged. Birthday privilege.

He reluctantly poured more, giving me a knowing look, "I'm not responsible for the stomach ache you get later," he said.

I took a bite and smiled up at him, "It has strawberries, it's healthy," I reasoned.

He leaned against the counter next to me, "I can't argue with you on your birthday, can I?" He rolled his eyes.

I shrugged, "I mean, you can try." I took a few more bites as he just smiled down at me. "But it's not going to end in your favor," I finished.

He raised his eyebrows, "And whys that?" He gave me a pointed look. Quin never did like being sassed. I'd say after Felix, he's the next strictest one.

I grinned, "Because it's my birthday, and that means you do what I tell you," I tried to sound confident, but I couldn't help but giggle after.

Quins jaw ticked. Oop- he didn't like that. A smug smile replaced his regular one, "Oh yeah? Go in Felix's office and tell him that," he challenged.

I widened my eyes. It's my birthday, I don't have a death wish! I crossed my arms, "Are you crazy?" I whispered.

He smirked, straightening, "Looks like you don't have everyone in your pocket today. Nice try though," he gloated.

I let out a huff of air. What's the worst Felix will do? I mean, it is my birthday so everyone has to be nice to me. Oh what the heck.

After finishing my plate I smirked at Quin, "Fine," I agreed, walking to Felix's office.

Quin laughed, "Careful Elora," he warned.

I knocked on his door, "Felix?" I called.

"Come in."

Here we go.

I closed the door behind me, my eyes falling on Felix's large frame where he sat behind his desk. He's wearing a white button up that's unbuttoned and black slacks. His defined chest and abs practically begged me to touch them.

"Yes?" He broke me out of my trance, smirking at me.

I blushed, feeling nervous. This was a bad idea. I folded my hands behind me and bounced on my heels, "Um, well," I tried to think of a way out of this.

He pushed his chair back, curling two of his fingers at me, "Come here."

My legs moved on their own accord, eagerly walking behind his desk. I stood in front of him, avoiding eye contact.

He patted his thigh, "Sit," he ordered. I happily sat down on one of his thighs, his arms wrapping loosely around my waist, "Now tell me, why are you in here?"

I bit my lip, "Quin wanted me to tell you something," I tried to shift the blame off of me.

He smirked, "He did?"

I nodded, "He wanted me to tell you that because it's my birthday, you should listen to me... maybe... if you want to," I nervously muttered.

He grabbed my face gently, "You're so pretty when you lie," his voice was low and teasing.

I widened my eyes, concluding that he definitely heard Quin and I in the kitchen. Uh oh. "It's my birthday," I nervously smiled, desperately trying to change the subject.

Felix let go of my face, leaning back in his chair. "I didn't forget," he responded.

I shifted, so I was facing him, but still sitting sideways on his thigh, "You haven't wished me a happy birthday, though," I pouted.

Felix stared at me, his gaze falling to my lips. He tilted his head to the side, reaching his hand up and running his thumb along my bottom lip. "Open," he said lowly, leaving no room for argument.

Confused, I opened my mouth. He slid his thumb in and I was quick to taste the strawberry on his thumb.

I watched his eyes turn bright red as I sucked the flavor off his thumb. I don't remember seeing a belt, but the buckle is poking into the side of my thigh.

He slowly withdrew his thumb, his eyes shifting from my lips to my eyes, "I've been thinking about what you said last night," he started. He touched the side of my face, gently rubbing his thumb over my lips, "I don't think it's a coincidence either," he admitted.

Intrigued, I leaned into him, "You're not mad?"

He shook his head, "No. I'm still upset that you didn't answer me when I asked you a question," he gave me a pointed look.

My shoulders slumped, "...It was embarrassing," I mumbled.

His hand dropped from my lips to my neck, gently wrapping his hand around it. I blushed, feeling butterflies in my tummy. He gave me a dark look, "I don't care how embarrassed you are; you do what I tell you," he demanded. He pulled me close to his face, his lips impossible close to mine, "If you want to be embarrassed, I'll give you something to be embarrassed about," he promised.

My heart hammered as he licked my lips, slowly teasing them with the tip of his tongue.

My eyes fluttered closed, and I parted my lips for him. The feeling is new and it's making my girly parts throb.

His tongue entered my mouth, massaging my own. The minty coolness of his breath fanned across my lips, making me shiver. His lips were rough against my soft ones, kissing me hard, almost desperate.

His hand squeezed my thigh, and I let out a whimper, feeling the weird wetness ooze out of me again.

He pulled away from my lips, allowing me to catch my breath. He moved his attack to my neck, leaving burning kisses everywhere. "Fuck, I could eat you up," he husked against me.

"As long as you save some for the rest of us."

My eyes widened at the sight of the rest of my guys all standing in the office, all watching Felix and I. More wetness spilled out of me at Quins comment.