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He held the packet to her. “Happy Birthday, Savanna.”
She warmly smiled, took the bag, and sat it on the piano. “Hakeem, how sweet of you, thanks. You came all the way here for this?”
“Yep, April told me today was your Birthday.”
“I don’t know what to say, Hakeem. You didn’t have to.”
He smirked, “But I wanted to.”
“Okay, now,” she took the bag and carefully looked inside, “let’s see what we got.”
Hakeem eagerly watched Savanna.
She reached in and pulled out a single item. Setting the sack to the side, she next held the piece up, studied it, and smiled. A short silk, black, lady’s spaghetti string strap nightie. “It’s lovely, Hakeem.”
He blushed.
Savanna warmly grinned. “Thank you.” She kissed his cheek.
He blushed again, “I–I got it at the cloth place in town, for only eight . . . eight dollars.”
“Hey, now. I thought you were saving to go to Mackinaw?”
“I am, but it’s okay.”
“It really wasn’t necessary, Sweetie.”
“But it’s your birthday, Savanna. And . . .”
“And, what?”
“I think you’re pretty.”
This time she blushed, “thank you.” She looked him over, what an amazing man. It’s too bad more aren’t like him. “Don’t go nowhere,” Savanna patted him on the shoulder. “I’ll be right back.”
“Okay.”
She strolled away to another room. In a few moments, she returned with only the gown on, and a pretty pair of black lace anklet socks. Hakeem’s eyes got big. Savanna stopped short of him and spun around, “ta-da. You like?” He sat frozen. “Hakeem, it’s okay. I promise I won’t bite.”
“Biting is okay, sometimes.”
“I’ll have to remember that,” She giggled.
He laughed with her, “Yep!”
Savanna rubbed his back, “thank you. I love the gift.”
“M–me too.”
She sat on his knee and put her left arm around him, “you really like sex; don’t you?”
“Yes.” He smiled. “I love sex. All the time.”
“You wanna have sex with me?”
He smiled wider. “Yes, I–I wanna have sex with you, Savanna. All the time.”
She stood and held out her right arm. “Follow me.”
