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Happy Birthday Risbee!!

**Waves Frantically**

Hi All, Coldplaywhore here. I have taken over the blog from Nikki today in order to celebrate the birthday of one of my besties, and my co-writer on 'A Beautiful Mess' - the lovely RISBEE!!!

So below is a compliation of some awesome things from some of her cloest friends on the fandom, so join us in wishing her a wonderful birthday and leave her a comment at the end.

Flightlessbird11

Happy Birthday You Gleek! Enjoy the banner!

Britpacksuccubus

She didn't have the time to write anything for you bb, but she wishes you the best, most wonderful fuckawesomest day ever!!

Kikikinz

Wishes you a wonderful and very happy birthday!

Lambcullen

To My Happy Smiley Sweetie,

I know you'll be smiling today, as am I. Have an amazing day. You really deserve it!

Love you,

Lambie xx

Gossip_bangkok

Avery is one of the very first people I talked to from the fandom. I wish her a very happy birthday!! I just realized we are born in the same month LOL! Risbee is a talented writer, and I know LOTS of people will agree with me on this. She’s always nice and generally a very positive person. I met her on Twitter and she was so welcoming, one of the reasons why I love this Fandom – nice people! She is a great asset to the fandom. Ok, think I’ll STFU now. Hope you have a great year!

Bouncy72

Hey Risbee,

Many happy returns of the day, bb. It's been really cool, meeting & getting to know You. Hope you have an amazing day & get spoilt.

Huge giant hug,

Bouncy72

Kerry Hale

Weekend Getaway: Bail Money May Be Needed

The month of February was flying by, and I felt like Bella and I hadn't really been home at all this month. It was the last weekend of the month, and we were off again. I know that I had only been home, at most, a total of 15 days this month. The only good thing about that was some of those times away from home were spent with Bella.

Two weeks ago, I had taken her to San Francisco for the weekend to celebrate Valentine's Day. She had never been before, and it was on her list of the many places she wanted to visit in her life. I tired to make sure she saw and did everything that she wanted to. I took her to ride the Trolley Cars, eat ice cream and chocolate in Ghirardelli Square, saw the sea lions and pier 39, and she even got to eat dumplings in China town. It was a weekend of good times and a lot of smiles. I truly live to make her smile.

It was three days after we returned from San Francisco, I was on a plane back to California. Only that time, I was headed to LA with two of my top personal security guys to meet my newest client. We needed to discuss what needed to happen to insure their safety. I had planned on sending Emmett and the other two guys to go, but I was asked by the client’s agent and her parents if I would mind coming and making her feel better about what needed to take place. Bella told me I needed to go and that she understood. She had school and promised that if I was still out there for the weekend, she would fly out and we would spend the weekend there. Needless to say, we spent the weekend in LA but hardly left the hotel room. We ended up making use of the very big comfortable bed and ordered lots of room service. I think we both had trouble walking after the amount of sex that we partook in.

I think we were both happy to be home this last week. I made a point to be home as much as I could this week, and was letting Jasper and Emmett handle things at the office. Bella had class all day Tuesday and Thursday, and was trying to finish a paper she needed to turn in before we left on Friday for our weekend in North Carolina. Now this was a weekend that I was worried about. There was potential for a lot of trouble to take place. We were going to celebrate the birthday of one of her good buddies. The last time that she and this group of friends got together, it ended up with me being called at 3am by the lovely guys from the Metro police department in Las Vegas to let me know that they had my wife and that she was being held along with her friends for indecent exposure and contempt of cop. To say that I was pissed was an understatement. I was under the assumption that she was going to Vegas for a girl's weekend and could handle being in Sin City and not get into to much trouble. Apparently, I was wrong and had to go to Vegas to bail her and her friends out of jail and deal with all of the legal shit that came along with it.

I arrived in Vegas with my lawyer, Jenks, and bailed out Bella and her three trouble making friends. When I saw her, I could tell that she was hung over and had been crying by the mascara tears that had stained her beautiful face. Her friends looked just as hung over but no tears in sight for them. They did have a guilty look on their face when they saw that it was me that had come to bail them out and make sure that they got home alright. I remember hugging her, tucking her into my side and telling, and her I was glad she was okay, and that after every one was released we would talk on the plane ride home. She just nodded and blew out the breath that she had been holding, the moment she saw me. Things went in fast forward after that moment. Once we got back to the hotel they we staying at, all the girls got cleaned up and packed while I checked them out and arranged a car to take them to the airport. I got hugs from all of the girls, and after they said they were sorry for getting Bella into so much trouble and thanks for bailing them out. Jenks stayed in Vegas to get things taken care of while Bella and I went home on my plane back to Texas. I remember her looking so sad and was so worried about how mad I was at her. It was about 30 minutes after we had taken off that she crawled into my lap and told me of what she remembered that night. To say that the girls were on my shit list was an understatement. It had started out pretty innocent with dinner and drinks at the Hard Rock Hotel, and then they went to the club there and proceeded to get shit faced. That was when the dares came into play. At first, it was tame: a dance on the table. Then it was flashing the bartender for drinks, and then somehow they all ended up stripping and running around the Hotel lobby/casino area in their undies. Management didn't take too kindly to this, and security was called to take them back to their rooms. That is where she said it got a little fuzzy. She said she didn't really remember how they got outside of the hotel and in the parking lot, but did remember Security telling her that she needed to put her dress back on. That is when Jessica asked the cops why he didn't like her boobs.

Then chaos ensued and she got in the cops faces about him being gay if he didn't like her fantastic boobs. That is when they were all arrested and hauled in. I buried my face and started shaking, she thought I was shaking because I was angry and was going to yell. Truth of the matter was, I was trying hard so not to laugh out loud. I wanted to be mad, but after that story I really couldn't. She begged and pleaded with me not to be mad at her, and that was when I just busted out laughing. She looked up at me, shocked to hear me laughing. I told her that I was upset with what happened, and I wasn't too pleased to be called at 3am to be told my wife was in jail. However, I was just happy that she was okay. I also suggested it be awhile until another trip with the girls.

That was over six months ago. Two months ago, Bella came to me with this trip she wanted to go on to celebrate Risbee's birthday. I was hesitant to say the least, but she said that all of the husbands were going to come this time to keep an eye on all of them. I told her that I was in and that she could plan away. Little did we know that the month of February would be a month that was non stop. Since Bella was at class, I was left with the task of packing for our trip that we would be leaving for first thing in the morning. Before she had left this morning for school, she left a detailed list of what she would like packed and where to find it. As I wondered around the house getting everything together, I had a shadow follow me around in the form of our dog, Zero. I felt bad for leaving him again, but at least this weekend he was getting to spend the weekend here, in his own home, since Jasper had offered to watch him and stay at the house. I had a feeling he wanted to have his girlfriend over and use our hot tub and pool and have sex all over our house. I made a mental note to lock our bedroom door when we left, and remind him if a naked ass touched anything in the house it better be washed and sanitized before we get home.

Bella had been texting me during her classes all day asking for this or that and to make sure I didn't forget something. The last text had come in about 30 minutes ago asking me to get the gift for Risbee together so she wouldn't forget it. She said there was a box from Amazon that contained a book for her and that the bags from Victoria's Secret and Zone d'Erotica went along with it. I had asked her if there was anything in those bags that could possibly be for herself. She told me to behave that she did, in fact, have items from both of those stores for her and I to play with. They were in a separate bag that she would be packing herself so it would be a surprise, and I better not be snooping for it. Now see, that was just an invitation for me to go snooping and find it. She knew I would, so it was her own damn fault for telling me about it. She knew after four years of being together that I would find it because my baby girl was horrible at hiding things. Hell, I had found her porn and vibrators after 5 minutes of getting it out of her that she did, fact, have some.

I decided I would get the entire thing together for Risbee's gift before I went out in search of Bella's secret bag. I was not shocked at all by what was in the box from Amazon. In fact, I was kind of jealous that she was getting this fuck awesome book of vintage black and white erotica. I flipped through the book and seriously thought about telling Bella that I wanted to keep it, but I knew that would go over like a lead balloon, so instead I logged onto the site and ordered one for our house. I have to say, there is just something about a black and white picture of a woman laying on a bed spread eagle with a pair of high heals on and nothing else. Fuck, I was getting hard looking at this book and Bella wouldn't be home for another couple of hours. If I kept looking at it I would be taking matters into my own hands very quickly. I put the book on the bed next to the half packed suit case and went into our walk in closet in search of the two bags that contained the rest of the gifts. I spotted the bight pink bag sitting next to her shoe shelves and next to it was the purple bag from zone d'erotica. I picked them up and carried them back to the bedroom. I, being the curious bastard that I was, had to see what dear Risbee was getting. I dumped the pink bag out and shook what ever was hidden inside of the pink tissue paper out. I was pleasantly surprised to see a cute set of satin leopard print ruffle undies and a matching little satin camisole that was open in the back and had two ties in the back to keep it together. Risbee's husband was going to be one lucky fucker when she wore this to bed. I set it next to the book and then dumped the purple bag out and was not at all shocked to see some of the stuff my horny wife picked out for her friend. It looked like Bella had gone all out. She had picked up some glass Ben Wa balls, and the only reason why I knew what they were is because

Bella had a set that she used. She said they helped with her Kegel workout. Yes I knew what Kegel exercises were. I am a very happy man that my wife does them. Bella swore by these balls, so I am sure that Risbee would love them as much. Next, I pulled out a glass finger sleeve that was could be use to stimulate either partner. I also saw heart shaped vibrating nipple stimulators. Bella had some of these and she loved them. Last but not least was four back satin bondage scarfs’. Oh how I hoped she bought some of these for us. I could already picture me tying her to our four poster bed spread out naked for me to please her in any way my perverted mind chose to. That settled it, I had to go in search of what she had bought herself. I put the toys along side the other gifts and set out on my little scavenger hunt.

Like I said, Bella was horrible at hiding shit from me or anyone for that matter. The first place I looked I found a pink Victoria's Secret bag with another purple bag stuffed inside of it "hidden" in our walk in closet behind a hanging bag that contained her red strapless wedding dress. I guess she forgot that she has "hidden" several things there in the past year. If I was nice, I would tell her that is not a good hiding place but where would be the fun in that. I snatched the bag and ran out to the bedroom to see what my baby girl had bought for us to play with. I dumped both bags out on the empty side of the bed and the smile on my face just got bigger. I was one lucky fucker who was in store for a lot of fun this weekend. She did buy some black satin bondage scarfs. I was so going to tie her up with these. Yep getting fuck hard just thinking about it. I looked down at my watch and saw that Bella should be out of class by now and on her way home. I was just about to text her when my phone buzzed my hand letting me know I had a text.

*Hey Snoopy I'm sure you found the bag and have gone through it. You up to trying some of those new toys out? ~ B*

*Yes baby girl I did find you bag of naughty goodness. You try so hard to hide things. You bet I am up to playing with you! You better be naked the minute you step in this bedroom. Drive safe!

LexyW

Wishes our girl Risbee a very special birthday with this lovely banner for her!

MaggieMay14

Happy Birthday from Maggie. Enjoy the Banner she made you!

Coldplaywhore

Happy Birthday Risbee! Nothing like a little femslash, threesome and RPattz to make you smile! Enjoy bb!

Trains

BPOV

“This is smaller than I expected it to be.”

“Since when does size matter?”

“Oh it matters,” I quipped in response to Rosalie, my best friend, whom I was sharing this small sleeping car with on our trip from Rome to London.

We had been traveling for what seemed like ages, and were finally on the final leg of our trip and had decided to take it easy, thus the need for a sleeping car. We could have gotten off at a number of stops along the way, but decided against it. Eager to get home to Seattle and our own beds which we had been away from for over three months.

Our small sleeping car was cramped, but we paid extra for the shower that we got to ourselves because we simply refused to use a communal shower. However, this also meant sharing a bed. Rosalie and I were close, but we weren’t that close, but we decided it was worth it for one night of rest on the train. We took turns in the shower and once we were dressed and felt normal again, we decided to head down to the dining car, desperate to get something to eat. On our way, we passed the most adorable attendant in our sleeping car that was helping a couple with their upper bunk that just didn’t want to come down from the wall.

He had copper colored hair peeking out from underneath his hat and deep emerald eyes, which practically twinkled when he bent his head towards me in greeting. I elbowed Rosalie, so that she could take a look, but she just shouted out an ‘ow’ and then punched me on the shoulder. Ah yes, this was friendship.

Rosalie and I settled into a small table beside the window and watched the dark of night pass us by as the train moved along to our destination. The hot attendant passed us just before dinner was served, greeting us with a small hello before informing Rose and I that if there was anything we needed, to simply find him for his services. I must admit, my mind immediately went elsewhere as I thought of services he could perform on me.

Rose and I spent the rest of the night enjoying some pasta, bread and a little too much wine as we flirted shamelessly with some of the male passengers in the car with us. Well, Rosalie flirted and I drunkenly stammered my way through conversations like I had a tendency to do. By the time the bar was getting ready to close, Rosalie and I had to hold each other up as we made our way back to our sleeping quarters.

We passed the hot attendant again, as he spoke to some other passengers and when I looked back at him, he waved genially and winked at me, a blush no doubt covering my face. Well, if my cheeks hadn’t been red from the wine, I would have certainly blushed crimson.

When we got into our room, Rosalie stripped down to her pale pink bra and panties, climbing into bed unabashedly as I followed suit, my light purple bra and undies the only clothes I kept on. I had rolled onto my side under the covers when I felt Rosalie behind me, doing the same, and just as my eyes began to close she began to speak.

“I’m cold, can we nuggle?” she asked quietly as I broke out into a small laugh.

“Nuggle?” I questioned simply as I heard her snort at her mistake.

“Oops, I meant snuggle, but in my drunkenness it came out as nuggle. Anyways… can I get closer?”

“I suppose,” I replied as I felt Rosalie scoot closer to me, one of her arms draping over my side as she attempted to get comfortable. Even though the idea had me concerned at first, feeling her against my back felt natural and exciting. However, I found it odd that her body didn’t feel cold at all against me. I adjusted myself slightly and as I did so, her hand rested against my breast and my entire body tingled.

“I’m sorry,” she muttered as she moved it away hastily and I immediately felt the loss. However, I began to freak out as I wondered why the hell I was having these feelings about my best friend, and it was affecting me in the most pleasurable of ways.

“It’s ok,” I replied as I moved back against her without thinking and realized I was urging her on. I turned again, this time onto my back and Rosalie lay beside me, her head propped up on her hand and I realized just how beautiful she looked in the dim light of the train compartment. My hand moved up and cupped her cheek and before I knew it, I had pressed my lips against hers. To exacerbate matters, she wasn’t pushing me away. In fact, she was more than eagerly returning my kiss, as she tried to snake her tongue into my mouth and I greedily let her.

Her hands explored my body fervently as my hands went up to grope her breasts and we both let out a moan of arousal at the same time. I couldn’t help the smile that crossed my face as Rosalie kissed her way down my chest and then repositioned herself till she kneeled before me, between my legs. Wordlessly, she stared at me as though seeking my approval and then hooked her fingers into my panties, tugging them slowly down my legs. “I’d be lying if I said I had never thought of this before.”

I felt Rosalie’s finger slip between my slick pussy lips and I writhed beneath her touch before responding to her. “Why didn’t you say something?” I asked quietly. My breathing labored as I felt her finger ghost lightly around my clit and my thighs actually shook in response. “Ungh Rosie… that feels so good."

“I didn’t want to scare you away Bella,” she replied as she leaned forward and kissed just above my clit, my skin on fire from the gentle touch of her lips on my skin. “However, I do know something else that feels good.” Before I had a chance to respond, her lips descending onto my clit and she began sucking it into her mouth, nibbling it gently and making me grip onto the thin sheets of the small train bed. I couldn’t help the moans and my scream when her fingers eased inside of me, but we were both caught off guard by a knock on our cabin door.

“Is everything alright Miss?” said the silken British voice on the other side of our compartment door. Rosalie looked at me in shock, but I was so close to release, I didn’t want her to stop.

“Keep going,” I whispered to Rosalie as she leaned forward and began lapping at my cunt eagerly. “We’re just fine, thank you,” I replied, my voice rough and full of lust for Rose. “Oh fuck,” I shouted out and before we had to chance to do anything, our compartment door was being unlocked and there stood my sexy looking attendant. His green eyes sparkled with arousal as he looked between Rosalie and me, his face mimicking the total surprise we felt. Before we could say anything, he was locking the door behind him and walking towards us.

"Don’t stop on my behalf,” he uttered smoothly as Rosalie looked at me and winked, bending forward and resumed eating me out. “Jesus… that is fucking beautiful.”

I couldn’t help but notice how aroused he was through the tight dark blue pants of his uniform and I wanted nothing more than to feel him… all of him. With one hand threaded through Rosalie’s hair, holding her against me, I reached up and began palming our newfound friend through his pants, feeling him strain as I watched him close his eyes in enjoyment. “Pull it out… let me see your cock.”

As he bent forward slightly to unbuckle his pants and remove his shirt, I caught his name tag on his shirt and smiled. Edward. Even his name was British. When he was undressed, all of him looking like he was sculpted perfectly, but my eyes couldn’t pull themselves from his cock. It wasn’t the longest I had ever laid eyes on, but it was by far the thickest and hardest. I licked my lips in anticipation before he took a step towards the edge of the bed and I wrapped my free hand around his shaft, stroking him from base to tip as he held onto the door of the bathroom, his knuckles turning white under the pressure.

“Oh my,” he declared as his eyes remained glued to Rosalie’s ministrations on my pussy until I grabbed his ass and pulled him closer, sucking his cock into my mouth without hesitation. The moans that fell from his sweet lips were like nothing I ever heard before, but I couldn’t focus for too long because Rosalie kept bringing me to the edge of release again and again with her talented tongue.

A few moments later, Edward pulled out of my mouth and back away slightly. My head fell back as I felt my orgasm approaching yet again and I attempted to give myself over to the moment. However, just as I inched closer and closer, Rosalie pulled away and I was left feeling empty from both her and Edward. Inside I was cursing ‘what the hell?’ until I felt myself being lifted up until I was sitting.

“Stand up…"

“Bella. Her name is Bella,” Rosalie said as she stood up on the far side of the small bed and looked at me before winking suspiciously. I stood up as Edward requested and Rosalie introduced herself to him and he informed us his name, even though I already knew it. Rosalie and Edward eyed each other suspiciously and when she turned away for a moment, I felt his eyes rake over my partially naked body.

“Take your bra off lovely Bella, then take off Rosalie’s clothing. Show her how much you enjoyed her touching you.” I did as Edward directed and quickly pulled off my bra as Edward began stroking his rock hard cock as he watched us. Rosalie came towards me and her breath hitched as I kissed her sweetly on the lips, my tongue then dragging down her neck to her breasts as I lowered her bra to reveal her creamy white breasts to me. I reached around to unclasp it as I felt Rosalie reach behind me, as though she was touching Edward.

I then continued as he had instructed and bent down at my knees, kissing her stomach gently as I pulled her soaking wet panties from her body. She smelled delicious and I grew bold as I shoved two fingers inside of her, pumping quickly as she lifted one leg onto the bed, giving me more access to her tight, wet pussy. I watched smugly as Rosalie closed her eyes and was about start rubbing her clit when I felt Edward’s arm wrap around my waist, pulling me back towards him. He had my back pressed against his hard chest and then he pulled up slightly, until I was practically sitting on his lap and his cock was resting between my aching, wet cunt. “Oh fuck,” I cried out as Rosalie stepped forward and stared at me expectantly. The moment Edward slipped his cock inside of my tightness, I eased my fingers back inside of Rosalie and I began finger fucking her in time with Edward’s motions inside of me.

“Jesus, you have one fucking tight pussy,” he claimed as he kept his hands tight on my waist and I bounced up and down on his cock with his guidance, his hips thrusting up into me. It was difficult to keep my fingers buried inside of Rosalie, but with one hand grasping her thigh, I was able to tease and touch her cunt and clit as much as I could, watching eagerly as she moaned and squirmed above me.

“Just like that Bella… press harder on my clit,” she called out a few minutes later as I felt my own release building from Edward’s hard fucking of my desperate pussy. “Oh god… again… I’m almost there,” Rosalie added as I pinched her clit between my thumb and forefinger, bringing on her orgasm as I felt her juices on my fingers. I offered them to her as she attempted to catch her breath and once she had licked them clean, she dropped to her knees in front of me.

“Put her legs on my thighs,” Edward ordered Rosalie as she nodded her head and I felt her soft hands ghost up and down my bare thighs. She grabbed one of my feet and lifted it gently so that it was on the other side of Edward’s leg and then repeatedly the motion so I was effectively riding him backwards. “Now suck her clit till she comes on my cock.”

I turned my head around and looked at Edward incredulously as he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and began thrusting his cock up into me harder. How I had lasted this long with his cock buried inside me, I’ll never fucking know, but the moment I felt Rosalie’s mouth around my aching clit, I was almost done for.

“Holy fuck,” I shouted out as Rosalie nibbled my clit between her teeth and I felt myself come undone. My entire body shook in pleasure as Edward continued to thrust inside me.

“That’s it my girl… cum for us,” he pleaded as I reached one hand down and pulled Rosalie’s head closer to my clit as my other hand reached up and threaded into the hair at the back of his neck.

“Oh my fuck Rosalie… fuck me Edward,” I cursed out as I felt him plunge his cock inside me two more times before pulsing inside me, signaling his own release. “That was…”

“Fucking epic,” he replied as he lay down on our bed, pulling me down with him as Rosalie joined us. We wrapped our bodies around each other as our breathing attempted to slow to normal. “So… how long are you girls going to be in London

Clurrabella

Happy Birthday hon!

Hope you have an awesome day! *Big hugs*

Love Clurrabella

Verity

BeeGurl13

Risbee…

I love you. I can’t even express what you mean to me.

You know I’m wordy, but this is for you and I couldn’t make it short.

I wanted it to be perfect for you. I hope you love it.

Crap, I’m crying again. :)

Happy Birthday. I hope it’s wonderful.

I adore you…eternally.

beegurl13

Coffee and Comics

I had no idea where I was.

After staying in hundreds of hotels over the past few years, they all started to look the same. Monotony ruled my life; identical paintings on the walls, identical chairs and tables, identical bedspreads, and curtains. I felt robotic going from city to city and job to job, surrounded by the same types of people day in and day out. I hated it. I was desperate for something new, something different. I wanted some fun and was finally at the point where I had reached my limit, whether my bodyguard liked it or not.

Looking out the window at the city lights, I reveled in the anonymity the darkness offered. Tonight was the last chance I’d have to get out on my own. My flight was scheduled for seven in the morning and I knew it would come too soon. I laced up the black boots that had been buried in the bottom of my duffle bag and grabbed my jacket. The night air was a little chilly, but nothing that required a heavy coat. Besides, I didn’t plan to be out in the open air all that long. After flipping through the phone book in my hotel room, I found what I was looking for. I just hoped that it would have what I wanted.

I slipped out the door, shoving my room key into my front pocket. There would be hell to pay for this, but it was worth it. Electricity was in the air and I could feel it pulsing into my body; something was coming. The rim of my ball cap was pulled down low on my face, hiding both my hair and eyes, the first things people usually noticed about me. The ding of the elevator was loud and I hurriedly stepped into the car, mashing the button to close the door. As I descended toward the ground floor, I plotted the best way to reach my destination.

The lobby was crowded with the usual: businessmen, vacationing families, honeymooners, and a rather large group of teenaged girls. To avoid them in my haste, I made a wide loop around the group, turning my head away in relief when I saw a few of them huddled and squealing around a teen magazine of the Jonas brothers. It was a little comforting that the world seemed to continue with new obsessions every week, and I hoped that one day soon my face wouldn’t be front and center on those vile publications. All the traveling I did for work made it hard enough to find the right girl, but when you added the extra exposure to it, it was almost impossible. I yearned for my own living room where I could lie on my sofa with my perfect woman curled around me. I was smart enough to know that as long as the public wanted me, as long as I kept gracing the covers of magazines, I most likely wouldn’t find the one thing that I wished for most; my dream girl.

The night air was crisp on my skin as I exited the building and blended in with the other people walking along the street. I was only walking a few blocks and I entertained the idea of getting a cab for the ride back, but I wasn’t worried about that quite yet. I noticed several shops along the street, most of which were closed. Being away from the madness of Los Angeles and the mayhem of New York was a welcome change, reminding me of home—a place I hadn’t been in far too long. I continued walking at a brisk pace, shoving my hands deeper into my pockets. No one had noticed me or even made eye contact, much less recognize me. I was relieved and a little excited when I saw the large sign glowing in the darkness. I was almost there.

Crossing the street, I walked through the parking lot, noticing how few cars there were. I hoped that I wasn’t too late, that the store was still open. The doors slid open as I approached and I noticed the hours listed on the window. Looking at my watch I was thrilled to see I had almost thirty minutes to find what I was after.

Cautiously entering the doorway, I looked around and only saw a few people—much to my relief. I could smell the rich scent of the books, paper and leather all around me. Following the signs, I saw what I needed tucked all the way in the back corner. With my gaze trained on it, I made my way towards the section. My eyes skimmed the books displayed on the shelves as I walked down the long aisle, but soon I smelled a stronger, more powerful aroma. Coffee permeated through the store and my mouth began to water. I knew it was late at night, but a small cup of coffee wouldn’t hurt, I’d still be able to fall asleep without any trouble.

Stepping up to the register, I quickly placed my order and paid the barista, moving aside to browse through a magazine while I waited. There were several tables scattered around the little café area but no other patrons. I could hear voices nearby, but wasn’t able to see anyone. A beautiful, high-pitched, sweet laugh loudly rang out and I was instantly intrigued. For some reason I ached to hear it again. The barista handed me my coffee and I stepped to the side to reach the creamer and sugar. While absentmindedly stirring the steaming hot liquid, I saw a row of booths tucked away in a far corner and a few women seated in one of them. I couldn’t see the ladies very clearly, but after looking around, I decided that I could probably get a better look from the rows of bookshelves.

The laughter floated softly in the air again and my mind raced; had I heard it before? It sounded so familiar, where did I know it from? I took a sip of the liquid in my hand, letting it slide down my throat, warming me as it went. When the laugh echoed through the room for a third time, I felt it embrace me, warming my body more completely than the coffee ever could. The desire to know who was causing these feelings overtook me and I tossed my unwanted coffee into the waste basket and headed for the shelves.

Peaking around the edge of a children’s picture book, I saw the women sitting, talking, and laughing together. They were older than me, and I could see them all wearing wedding bands. My heart sank when I realized that my dream girl was most likely already taken, but then I heard the laugh again. My eyes were drawn to a blonde sitting against the wall of the booth, playing with her cell phone. She was clearly typing something into her phone and I wondered who she could have been texting, and what they were saying to her that made her laugh.

Her friends were flipping through the newest People magazine, discussing dresses and the women wearing them. It was this month’s edition with my face on the cover. I had been a presenter at the awards ceremony featured in the weekly circular, and I knew that this one displayed the gowns worn by all the women in attendance. As the ladies pointed out their favorites and the ones they wouldn’t be caught dead in, I smiled toward the blonde who sat quietly, immersed in her phone and paying no attention to the magazine. She was different than the fan girls I had managed to avoid at the hotel. She didn’t seem to be caught up in the romantic notions associated with being a celebrity—I could tell she was anchored in the real world as she continued to converse with someone on her cell phone. Then I heard the words I was dreading.

“Oh, there’s someone’s boyfriend,” one of the brunette’s said, looking towards the blonde.

Shit, she had a boyfriend?

She looked up at her friends and spoke with an accent I wouldn’t soon forget. “What are you girls talkin’ about?”

“There’s your boyfriend, he was lookin’ hot!”

“Oh, let me see that,” she said as she reached out and grabbed the magazine. A smile spread across her face and I wondered who she was looking at. The fact that I was quickly growing jealous of the mystery man caught me off guard and I shook my head trying to rid myself of the thought.

Another brunette quickly spoke up. “You know he’s too young for you, right? He’s like what, twenty or something? I saw him in that Harry Potter movie, and you are WAY too old for him. You need to move on to Johnny Depp or Brad Pitt or something.”

The blonde looked at her friend. “Well, you know I like my Brit’s, and besides, he’s not that much younger than me, only like ten years. That’s not bad.”

I shifted my stance, trying to get a better look at the magazine, figure out who she was talking about.

The other blonde at the table spoke up, “Hey, give her some credit, I mean he plays a hundred and something year old vampire, I figure the age thing evens out.” The girls laughed as my heart stopped. How many other actors had played hundred year old vampires and starred in a Harry Potter movie? The list wasn’t long, and my excitement began to grow as I factored in how many of us were in that magazine—could she be talking about me?

Looking back to the blonde, I heard her beautiful laugh again, “I don’t care how old he is, he’s yummy. Besides, he’s my freebie. If I ever meet him and he’s interested, I’m all his. And I intend to do very naughty and slightly illegal things to him.” They all erupted into school girl giggles as she continued. “I’ve got a few things I want to show him, and I’ll make damn sure to leave him more than a little satisfied.”

I about choked on the cough that suddenly left my throat and ducked behind the stacks before the women saw me. With a heavy breath I knew without a doubt, she was talking about me. What where the odds? I was in this sleepy little town, in this specific book store, at the same time she was… it was fate. It must be. I stood quietly as they talked for a few more minutes before I finally heard them say their goodbyes.

I looked back around the shelf to see the blonde and one of her friends gathering up their things.

“You heading home?” her friend asked.

“Yeah, I have work in the morning and the kids have parties in their classes tomorrow so I need to stop by the store on my way, but I promised J I’d find him a comic book he’s been looking for. I’m gonna grab that first before I leave.”

The comic book section… this really was fate.

“K, so I’ll see you next week, right?” her friend asked.

“Yeah, every Thursday, same time, same place,” she replied.

They said their goodbyes again and parted ways. I watched the blonde as she walked through the aisles, aiming for the comic book section right where I had been going before detouring to the café. This was perfect and couldn’t have been set up any better. I quickly made my way back to the stacks and began watching quietly, waiting for her to find the row. As she rounded the corner, I could see she was focused on her mission, finding the comic in question for this J person. I was still, looking at her from the corner of my eye. She flipped through several titles before finally huffing, clearly frustrated. Her lips were jutted out into a full pout and I imagined her breath on my skin. The sound she made was like a mating call to my cock and it quickly started to harden. She was even more beautiful up close than I had realized. Her bright blue eyes were surrounded by long, thick eyelashes and I ached to feel them fluttering against my face. Being in such close proximity to her, her perfume began to waft around me, enticing me. I could almost feel her and my whole body tingled with anticipation. Fighting the sudden urge and adjusting myself, I decided I would offer my services—being rather familiar with comic book sections in most major book stores.

“Are you looking for something in particular?” I asked.

She let out a loud breath. “Yeah, there’s this one book my son wants, he’s been bugging me for weeks and I keep forgetting about it. Uh, this is all so confusing, do you know how they arrange these?” she asked, looking up at me.

As our eyes met we both froze, locked in place by the current suddenly flowing between us. She turned her body towards me, straightening her shoulders. “Oh my…you’re…do you know who you are?” she stuttered, shock clear on her face.

“Well,” I began, “Yeah, I know who I am. What I don’t know is who you are.”

“What?” she asked, a look of confusion flashing across her features.

“Who you are, I want to know who you are. I feel that I’m at a disadvantage here—you know me but I don’t know you.” I was starting to stammer like a blithering idiot so I smiled, hoping to calm her nerves.

She cleared her throat, “Uh, I don’t actually remember who I am right now. Is that bad?”

I laughed, reaching my hand out to reassuringly rub her arm, but really just wanting to touch her. Knowing she had a secret crush on me and was clearly affected by my presence, I was feeling a bit confident now.

“No, that’s okay, I can wait to find out. How about if I help you find that comic book and then maybe you’ll be able to remember?”

She nodded and held out a scrap of paper, the title perfectly printed on it.

“Oh, this is a good one, I’m sure your son will love it,” I told her.

She continued nodding, still staring at me. I flipped through the spines until I located the one in question, before offering it to her.

She took hold of it, quickly glancing down at it. “Yeah, that’s the one, how did you know?”

I laughed, shrugging my shoulders. “I kinda have a thing for comic books.” I cleared my throat, pushing my hands into my pockets and rubbing my foot on the floor as I lowered my eyes and instantly became interested in the pattern on the carpeting. Despite what I had overheard before, she was unlike those eager fan girls, and I had to be bolder with this woman. “I also kinda have a thing for blondes, and I overheard you talking to your friends. I know I shouldn’t have been listening, but I heard you laughing and I had to know who you were. I hope you don’t mind.” I was embarrassed to admit it to her, and I hoped it wouldn’t cause her to run away screaming, but she surprised me with her reply.

“You overheard us talking, huh?” I nodded. “So you probably heard that you’re my freebie?” She was no longer shy, growing confident from my little confession. A smirk crossed my lips as I again nodded, raising my eyes to meet hers. “So I guess the only thing I really need to know is if you’re interested?”

Staring deep into her eyes, I answered her question. “Hell yes, I’m interested.”

The corners of her lips slowly turned up as her teeth pressed deeply into her lower lip. It was all I could do to keep myself from holding her against the bookshelf and sucking her lip into my mouth, leaving my own teeth marks there.

“When and where?” I asked eagerly.

She broke our eye contact, quickly looking around us. I was a little confused when her eyes lifted to the ceiling, scanning it for something. Then they lit up. “Come on,” she said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me down an aisle. I noticed as we moved through the store that there were no other patrons, nor did I see any employees. I silently wondered if the world had passed us by as we sat locked in each others gaze—if the store had somehow closed without us realizing it.

We soon rounded a corner and I was shocked at what I saw. We were in a little nook in the far corner of the store and the shelves around us were filled with erotic books and images. Just when I thought I couldn’t be anymore turned on, the thought of fucking this woman in the middle of a book store ran wild through my head. She brought me to a section featuring what could only be described as flat out porn. I knew she was as excited about being with me as I was about being with her, and I hoped she was intent on leaving me more than a little satisfied, as she had joked to her friends earlier.

She let go of my hand and took a few steps away from me, running her finger tips along the edge of a shelf. I let my eyes wander down her body, thanking whatever power in the universe had inspired her to wear a skirt tonight. Sliding her coat off and dropping her purse, she revealed a blue shirt that was tight around her waist, and her black skirt was short, stopping a few inches above her knees. Her legs were creamy ivory and the black heels strapped onto her feet were driving me insane. I felt myself hardening fast and knew I needed to be inside of her soon.

She stopped and slowly turned around, looking up at me through lust-filled eyes, her teeth sinking heavily into her bottom lip. She kept one hand on the bookshelf as she raised the other, crooking her finger, gesturing for me to come closer. Without a second thought, I obeyed her silent command. I stopped within inches of her, realizing that I towered over her body. Raising my hands, I placed them on her waist, and pulled her towards me until our bodies were flush against each other.

Lowering my head, I whispered to her, “Did you remember your name yet?”

She giggled a low, throaty sound, “No, but do you really want to know it?”

I couldn’t argue with her—her name was of no importance; even Shakespeare’s Juliet knew that. I just wanted to be with her, to feel her. I ran the tip of my nose along her jaw as she tilted her head up, granting me access to her neck and the tender flesh there. I felt her hands grasp onto my arms, running up my biceps to my shoulders before wrapping around my neck. I breathed in her perfume that mingled with her scent, savoring it, before I began placing soft, wet kisses on her neck, under her ear, below her jaw. The breathy sounds coming from her throat and her fingers threading themselves into my hair spurred me on. The softness of the moment was fading quickly as I passionately pulled her skin between my teeth, nipping at the sensitive flesh.

Her breath caught and she gripped my arms tighter. I kissed up her jaw, moving to suck her bottom lip between mine. She mewed slightly before I felt her body relax between the bookshelf and myself as she gave herself over to me. My hands slid around to the small of her back and I pressed her against me, sure that she could feel my hardness against her belly. I wanted her to know exactly what she was doing to me—how she was driving me crazy.

Our lips molded to each other, gradually moving and opening more. As my tongue gently slid along her lips, tracing the edges of them, I felt her mouth open in invitation, her tongue reaching out to touch mine. I moved my hands lower on her back, grabbing at her ass as our tongues twisted and melted together. She moaned and our kissing grew harder, more lustful as her hands were still buried in my hair. My right hand began to trace down her thigh, gathering her skirt up so that I could feel the soft, smooth skin of her leg. Fingers pressed into the flesh as I wrapped them around her thigh, I roughly pulled her leg up, hitching it on my hip. I could feel the excitement building in my stomach as she began to rock her hips into mine ever so slightly.

I groaned, pulling my mouth away, resting my forehead against hers. After opening my eyes, I looked at her, needing permission before I took things any farther. I knew that the line we were crossing could be much more costly for her and I wanted to give her a chance to back out, to stop things before it was too late.

My breathing was heavy as the words rushed from my throat, “Are you sure? You sure want to do this with me? I don’t want you to feel guilty later; I don’t want to hurt you.”

She smiled sweetly as one of her hands left my hair and traced down my arm. “I’m sure, as long as you are. No one even needs to know if you don’t want them to.”

I looked at her in disbelief. “You mean, even with who I am, you wouldn’t tell anyone about this?”

She laughed the laugh that had set this all in motion, but it was more quiet and teasing in our private corner. “No way, this is our little secret. You’re all mine, and I’m not sharing this with anyone.”

I smiled as I leaned in to press my lips against hers, letting myself get caught up in another kiss, in her. Her hand that was traveling down my arm soon made its way across my chest and up to the collar of my shirt, playing with the buttons there. My hand continued to knead the back of her thigh as it crept higher, closer toward her center. I could feel heat emanating there and hoped that she was wet and ready for me.

Her hand began ghosting across the skin of my chest and I realized that she had undone several buttons on my shirt. I lowered my head to her neck again, sucking and licking as her fingers twisted through the hair on my chest. She continued to moan breathlessly and make sounds that were going straight to my cock. It swelled bigger than it ever had been before, almost painfully as I imagined feeling her from the inside. When I felt her two hands slip down my stomach to my waistband and begin to pull at the button on my jeans, I slid my right hand higher, rubbing it along the edge of her panties. I felt a shudder go through her as her head dropped back against the bookshelf. Her mouth fell open and she groaned loudly.

I brought my other hand up to her head, pulling her face towards mine so I could cover her mouth with another kiss, swallowing the sound of her. When she quieted, I pulled away, looking at her with a glimmer in my eyes.

“Shhh, you have to be quiet so no one can hear us,” I said to her.

She quickly sucked in a breath and nodded furiously. “Okay, I will, promise.”

I laughed, glancing around briefly to see if we had been spotted yet. When I didn’t see anyone, I pulled my chest back a bit so that I could reach the ribbons tied around her waist.

“What happens if I pull these?” I asked.

She looked down at my fingers, moaning lightly again. “My shirt will open,” she innocently whispered.

“Exactly what I was hoping for,” I told her, pulling on one of the strings with a grin. It quickly came undone and I pushed the two pieces of fabric apart, reveling a rather low-cut, black lace bra. The creamy swell of her breasts threatened to spill over and the sight of it almost did me in. Unable to resist her body, my fingers dipped into the wetness beneath the matching lace underwear, causing us both to shudder and groan.

Her fingers gripped onto my waistband as her knee give out a bit. I stroked up on her wetness and then pushed my fingers farther into her pussy while supporting her at the same time. Her eyes widened with shock and she arched against me with a breathy moan.

I held her more tightly, steadying her against the shelf. Letting my fingers work between her soft legs, my adrenaline started pumping as she began undoing the button on my pants. The urge to peel each other’s clothes away took over and I had to feel more of her sweet skin. My left hand began roaming her chest, skimming across the lace that covered her breasts. Grazing my hand up her side, I hooked my fingers in the top of her bra and pulled the fabric down until her dark rosy pink nipples appeared with hard, taught peaks, just for me. I groaned in anticipation of taking them into my mouth to suck and swirl.

I felt her hands pushing into my jeans, sliding between my boxer briefs and my stomach. She smiled as her fingertips slipped beneath and glided along the tip of my dick. I hissed at her touch, emboldened to lean in and taste her breast. I pulled the pebbled flesh into my mouth without hesitation, receiving a throaty moan from her. As I feasted upon the sweet taste of her skin, I felt her hand wrap around my throbbing cock, slowly moving up and down, gripping me tighter with each stroke. I had been confident that I would be giving this woman her little freebie fantasy, but she was quickly fulfilling my own desires, taking over my senses. My hand trailed back down to her wetness and I added another finger to her opening.

She moaned, circling her hand over my tip with each upward pull of my cock as I finger-fucked her. Her other hand traveled slowly up my chest and around my back, weaving into my hair again. She pulled me closer to her, whimpering softly as her hips began grinding into my fingers at a more rapid pace.

Just as I felt like I was about to explode with lust for this woman, the overhead lights flickered and it suddenly got darker. I pulled my mouth away from her chest, looking up at her.

“We gotta hurry,” I muttered as she nodded her head in agreement.

She lowered her leg, letting it fall from my hip and I pulled my fingers away from her. Our urgency mixed with raw need as her hands moved to my waistband and she tore my zipper open. Spinning her around, I pressed her against the row of books and brought her hips toward me, pushing her skirt up around her waist. I stared down for a moment at her luscious ass, the two mounds capped by her black lace thong. My motions stuttered as my dick ached to be inside.

She turned her head, looking at me with glazed eyes over her shoulder. “Come on cowboy, what’s taking you so long? You see something you like?”

I smiled as my hand moved across her skin, feeling the lace. I clawed at the edge of it, pushing it down around her thighs as she continued to look back at me, snickering. My fingers were still covered in her wetness, and I grabbed my dick, pumping it a few times to lubricate myself.

Looking up at her, our eyes meeting, I poised my tip at her entrance, hesitating for just a moment. When her eyes slowly slid closed, I parted her legs more and pushed into her slick heat. Her mouth fell open and I groaned, twitching inside of her. She felt incredible and so tight from this angle. I stroked out and thrust up to fill her. She started to moan, her sounds growing louder with our movements.

I moved my hand to cover her lips. “Shhh…” I whispered at her ear. Her tongue flicked out and she sucked my fingers into her wet, hot mouth, tasting herself on my skin. That was fucking hot. I needed more of her.

I moved my hands to hold onto her hips and began to pound into her, gaining speed and force with each plunge. Her fingers clutched at the shelves in front of her in an effort to steady herself. The books began to shake with each thrust of my pelvis. We were surrounded by book covers of naked bodies twisted together—hands fondling and tongues licking, teeth biting and hips grinding—turning me on further.

I looked down to see my cock sliding in and out of her quickly and I knew I was close. Pulling one hand away from her hips, I reached around to find her swollen clit and began rubbing in tight, quick circles. She threw her head back, biting her lower lip between her teeth to stifle her sounds.

“Oh fuck, you’re so hot,” I moaned, feeling her begin to tighten around me. “Come for me, let go.” Needing to be closer, I reached up and palmed her breast, squeezing it as I continued to slam into her.

Her breathing grew shallower and she gripped the shelf, knocking over a few books. I could feel a tightening in my lower stomach and the itch to release.

“Fuck me…harder…oh shit…please…I’m so close...” she whispered in ragged breaths.

Giving in to her request, I pounded into her with all the force I could muster. She began to clench around me and I felt her stiffen before a shudder rolled through her body. She sucked in a breath, her eyes closed and mouth open in a silent scream. I felt my body tighten and my cock pulsate as I came deep inside of her in several long spurts. “I’m coming, oh fuck, I’m coming,” I panted, pulling her hips roughly to me.

She whimpered as her head dropped forward and she fought to catch her breath. “Oh my…” she sighed and I smiled at the thought of leaving her speechless.

We sagged against each other while our breaths regulated. Suddenly, I heard a noise somewhere nearby and my eyes shot up to meet hers, both of us gasping. Quickly pulling out of her, I moved to fix my jeans and rebutton my shirt. She rushed to adjust her bra and fixed her clothes back into place. When we were both decent, we looked at one another, somewhat shocked at what had just occurred. The lust and raw need that had taken over before, was a surprise to me now that my head was clear. I was completely swept away by what this woman did to me.

Her face was still flushed and she was even more beautiful. I raised my hand to push a piece of hair back behind her ear. “Thank you. I don’t even know what to say.”

She laughed the laugh that had drawn me to her. “It was all my pleasure, trust me.”

I smirked, happy that she had enjoyed herself. “Did you remember your name yet?” I asked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” she teased as she bent to pick up her purse and jacket. When she stood straight again, I stepped forward, taking her face in my hands. She looked up at me, her eyes wide with surprise as I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her lips. It was gentle and sweet as I lightly sucked her top lip between mine, nipping at it playfully with my teeth.

“We’d better go, I think they’re closing,” I said with sadness. I’d finally found the woman I’d been looking for, and my time with her was over. A wave of regret washed through me as I realized she could never be completely mine; this was all I would ever get from her.

She raised her hand and combed it through my hair one last time before letting her fingers slide down my jaw. She moved to place a kiss on the corner of my mouth before softly kissing the underside of my chin.

“You were every bit as good as I thought you’d be… Good night,” she said as she stepped around me, leaving me alone.

I waited a few moments, trying to remember why I had even come to this store in the first place, knowing that nothing I could have wanted was more important that what I had found, what I had been fortunate enough to stumble across. I let out a sigh as I turned to leave.

The barista from the coffee shop came walking around a corner and was startled to see me. “Oh, I didn’t realize anyone was still here. I’m sorry sir, the store is closed.”

I smiled. “Oh that’s okay, I already found what I was looking for. Good night.”

Walking to the entrance and stepping out into the cool air, I shoved my hands into my pockets, feeling the hotel room key there. I was instantly reminded of my reality. Looking around the parking lot, I saw no cars and my dream girl seemed to have vanished. It made me wonder if she was in fact, just a dream.

I started walking in the direction of my hotel and a thought entered my mind. Deep inside my suitcase was a script for a new Nicholas Sparks movie scheduled to begin filming in the same city I was in, so I’d be living here for awhile. As I looked at the lights all around me, I resolved then and there that between shooting sessions, I would need coffee every Thursday night.

ARenee363:

My Dear Risbee,

I never thought, the day we met, that I’d fall madly in love with you. But I did and I don’t regret a second of it. You share my love of black lace, Jasper, suspenders and fedoras, and because of that we will never fall out of love.

Happy Birthday, darling girl. I love you hard.

Forever and always, Leelee

“Isabella, please sit.” He motioned to the chair in front of his desk and I took it. Slithering my hips as I moved to the arm chair; I smoothed my skirt and crossed my legs.

“Had a chance to read this yet?” He asked, lifting the newspaper from his desk.

“Not yet, just got in. I wanted to come here first.” I wanted to come alright.

He smirked at my comment and pointed at the paper. “We pay a pretty penny here to keep you around…yet I’d say you are completely worth it.”

“Glad you think so,” I said with a smug smirk. I leaned back in my chair and watched him carefully.

His hands brushed over the papers on his desk until he found the one he was looking for.

“This email came to me last night. She wants you. Won’t work with anyone else. She’s going to be a handful but I know you can take it on.”

I took the pages that had been paper clipped together and looked over them. Handful was right. Lauren Malloy was ridiculously famous; she’d started on Broadway and moved onto movies, television and music. She’d also moved onto men and cocaine. After a dark spiral into rehab land, she had tried to make a comeback but failed, miserably which only repeated the cycle. This time, she didn’t want to fail.

“I can take anything you give to me, Jasper.” My voice was low. Challenges were a turn on.

His eyes gleamed and he looked down to his desk quickly but I was certain he’d been smirking as he did so. “Are we still on for Saturday night, Isabella?”

“Of course. What time should I be ready?” I asked, standing. Even I knew a dismissal when I heard one. He was cautious. He was my boss and I’d respect that. It didn’t mean I’d have to like it.

“Seven. Make sure Angela gets your address. I’ll send a car for you.” He nodded once and I turned to leave, feeling his eyes on me as I did.

Once back in my office I opened up the stack of papers and started reading. Fuck, I am good. I grinned, reading a statement I’d fed to the papers. ‘Ms. Denali knows that her actions were a bit…thoughtless. She wants to make it clear that she is a good role model and cares about the children she is so often mirrored by.’ The picture of Tanya that went with the story was better than I could have hoped for. She had her arms wrapped around a little boy, helping him draw a picture. The smile on her face looked genuine and I was proud that perhaps she really had enjoyed herself.

At ten, when Candice arrived for out meeting, I sent Alice to deliver the shoes to Pamela. I had promises to keep and she definitely pulled through on her end.

The rest of the day moved quickly, and at seven I closed down my computer and locked my office. I’d sent Alice home when I’d returned from my lunch meeting. She had a husband to get home to and I hated keeping her late when it wasn’t necessary. The light was on in Jasper’s office and I hesitated before deciding to go to him.

I stuck my head in with a soft knock. He looked up expectantly. “I just wanted to let you know that I spoke with Lauren this evening. We have a meeting set up for Monday morning with an agent that I had in my contacts. We just might be able to save her career yet.”

He smiled. “Glad to hear it. I’ll see you tomorrow night, Isabella.”

“Oh, that was my other question. How shall I dress?”

I saw him smirk again and I blushed.

“Cocktail.” He said shortly, his eyes darkening.

TwiOthGirly

You know I love you girl and from this massive birthday post we all love you as well. 

Enjoy your day. Pull up a chair, a snuggie, some good smut or the details magazine with Rob in it. 

But just enjoy it because we for one are glad this is your day.

And in the words of the great band Heart:

What about love
Don't you want someone to care about you
What about love
Don't let it slip away
What about love
I only want to share it with you
You might need it someday

Today is the day babe! We love you long time and 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!