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Breaking our kiss, he smiles as the sun gleamed across his face, "Come on, birthday girl, let's go eat. I cooked you breakfast." He guides me to the kitchen, his shirtless, chocolate 6ft body providing a mesmerizing sight. Amari has always been in great shape since we met in college. "You actually cooked me breakfast?!" "Yes, I did!" He insisted, giving me a gentle nudge. "It's your special day, and I wanted to make sure it started off with a bang. Well another bang hehe." He winks at me. With a laugh, I swung my arms around him, the soft hum of the morning filling the room. The table was set with an array of delicious treats: fluffy pancakes topped with fresh berries, and a pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice. A small, beautifully decorated cake stood in the center of the table,