It seemed like my night would never end. Finally after all the guests left, I was alone cleaning downstairs, Kevin was upstairs taking a shower, and his parents were also going to bed.
I heard somebody walking around the hallways. To my surprise, it was Karen- Kevin’s mom.
"Do you need help cleaning anything?" She asked me.
"No, I’m almost done. I’ve just gotta wash these dishes and wipe the counter. But thanks for asking." I answered nervously.
"Mia, I wanted to talk to you about something." She sat down and got comfortable on the dining table.
"Yeah? What’s up?"
"I know we didn’t get off to a good start when we first met, and I want to apologize for being so rude and impolite to you. But I saw how much effort and work you put into giving Kevin a good birthday. I’ve noticed how much you love and care for my son, and honestly, it’s incomparable. I haven’t seen him this happy with somebody in awhile, if ever. You’re an amazing person and I want to thank you for keeping my son happy."
"Thank you.. I really appreciate you. Thank you for raising such a good dude. Kevin is really the best. I couldn’t ask for anyone or anything better." I felt my cheeks blush.
"Well, that was all. And you threw a really great party. I’m glad Kev found you."
I couldn’t help but just bring her in for a warm hug. His mom finally approved!
I dragged my exhausted body to our room.
Kevin was sitting up on the bed, staring at his laptop.
"What are you doing?"
I walked over, tossed the laptop out of his way and sat on his lap.
"So, did you enjoy your birthday?"
"Uh, did I enjoy my birthday? I just had Lebron James and Kyrie Irving jamming the fuck out to Justin Timberlake in my backyard, babe. My birthday was insane."
"I’m glad you enjoyed it. But I got you a gift." I smirked.
“I thought JT performing was my gift?”
"Oh, do you want me to call him back? And you can spend the last hours of your birthday night with him?" I joked.
"Hmm, well, will he sing to me? In bed?"
"Yeah, but I’ll probably sing a lot better than he can.." I got up and walked to the closet where I had a package hidden. I had wrapped it perfectly. "Here you go." I handed him the small box.
"You got me my Rolex!" he shouted.
I remembered he had been talking about the very first Rolex watch he bought, when he first made it to the league. But, from traveling so much, he had misplaced it, and he never found it again. Somehow I managed to find an almost exact watch at Geary’s jewelry store in Beverly Hills.
"I had to. You told me how much you loved that first Rolex. It was a little tough to find the one you wanted, but I did it." I smiled.
"You are literally heaven-sent." He softly cradled my neck and kissed me.
"There’s more.. Look in the bag."
I had framed a picture of us on the very first night we met- at Levi’s party.
"Where’d you find this picture?"
"I had to search in Ivy’s photo treasure box, but I am proud to say that once again, I was successful." I laughed.
"There’s still more. Look through the bag, babe, go ahead."
Finally, he pulled out a little massage coupon I made.
"A massage coupon?"
"Yep, wherever you want, whenever you want."
"Where did you learn to do such good massages? I never asked. But you’re fucking great at it."
"Welllll, immediately after high school, I went to school to study physical therapy, and that went hand-in-hand with massage therapy. So yeah, I know a lot about the human body."
"Damn.. all that nerd talk is kinda sexy.. How did I get so lucky with you?"
"I ask myself the same thing everyday." I tickled his ears with my fingers.
"I have been dying to try our new shower with you." he suggested.
"The shower?" I asked.
"Mhmm." He had a flirty look on his face.
"If you really want to, then why not?"
He quickly stripped and I took off my skin-tight dress. His eyes narrowed and he didn’t look away as I took everything off.
I tip-toed through the cold bathroom tile floor.
"Turn on the water! I’m freezing!"
Kevin just laughed at me.
He bent down a little and wrapped his arms around my legs, carrying me.
Now I was at his face level. The warm water ran off our bodies and I leaned against the wall to help support my weight. I intertwined my legs around his waist, and placed my hands on his cheeks as we kissed.
“Mmm, baby.. Your parents are sleeping down the hall, should we stop..?”
He shook his head. “They won’t hear anything.”
He positioned himself to get more comfortable as now he was standing, and I was pinned on the shower wall.
Everytime he put it in, it never failed to stun and shock me. Almost instantaneously, shivers ran through my back and I let out a light gasp. He started thrusting really hard, and kept getting deeper. I had one hand holding onto his neck, and the other on the wall, making sure we didn’t slip and fall.
"Ohhhh myyyy god," I was out of breath.
My moans grew louder and louder. I threw my head back in awe and moved my hips to his motion.
I probably left some scratch marks on his back.. It was rough, but still so intimate.
“Oh my god, Kevin, who would’ve known you were such a little freak?” I laid down, letting out a deep sigh in bed. He laid down next to me.
"Well, now you know." he turned on his side to face me.
"That… was…. so good…. Why need to try that more often."
"Thank you so much for today, babe. Everything. I’m so grateful for everything you do." He left trails of kisses my collarbones.
"Happy birthday. Love you." I stared into his crystal blue eyes.