I wake up and groan. Its too early to be up. I stretch a bit and yawn. I feel Dylan stir beside me. I watch him as his eyebrows scrunch up and he licks his lips. "Dylan? Are you awake?"

"Mmm yeah."

"Happy Birthday." He opens his eyes and grin.

"Thank you, love." He looks at me, smiling away. He looks creepy.

"Why are you staring at me like that..?"

"I love the fact that you're the first thing I see when I wake up."

"Oh, thanks?" He pulls me closer and kisses the top of my head.

"I love you millions and millions and millions."

"I love you trillions and trillions and trillions."

"Hey, you skipped billions."

I grin. "I know." I giggle.

"What did you get me?"

"That's a surprise."

"But its my birthday.."

"I know, but I can't be bothered to get out of bed now."

"Mm good." He nuzzles his face in my neck.

After about five minutes I got bored and decided to get out of bed. I go toilet and decide to take a shower.

I'm just casually having a relaxing shower when the shower curtain is pulled open and Dylan gets in. "Dylan! What are you doing?"

"Joining you, what does it look like?" He cups my butt as he reaches over to get the shampoo. I just stare at him. I mean, sure we've had sex and all but showering is different. Right? He starts shampooing his hair. "You shampooed your hair yet?" I shake my head.

He squirts some shampoo on my head and starts massaging my scalp. It felt really nice.. "So uh, yeah."

"Aw, are you embarrassed?"

"What? No." I cross my arms over my chest like a five year old. He kisses my nose and goes under the shower head to wash the shampoo out. He washes the shampoo out of my hair too.

"You're so beautiful." I look up at him and watch his eyes twinkle. He smirks and pushes me gently up against the wall. He kisses me eagerly biting my bottom lip.

I open my mouth and he sticks his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues fight for dominance, him winning as usual. His right hand cups my butt and his left hand rests on my back.

He leaves trail of kisses from my mouth along my jawline trailing down my neck. He kisses my mark sending me pleasure.

***

After our shower, we get changed with a few touches here and there.

I give him his present which he loved and attacked me with kisses.

We soon went downstairs and were greeted by his family and a huge lunch. Yeah, our shower was quite long..

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" They all screamed.

"Thanks." He said laughing. They all give him various gifts while I hung back, chatting to Ollie.

"So, what's up Ollie?"

"I'm happy."

"Aw that's cute."

"I'm not cute."

"Oh yes you are." I pinch his cheeks and he swats my hands away.

"No!" I start tickling him and he laughs his head off. "Stop it! Stop it tickles." I laugh. Of course its supposed to tickle. That little cutie. I stop tickling him when he tells me he's going to pee himself.

"Aren't you just good with kids eh?" I look up and Dylan's standing there watching us.

"Hm I guess so."

"Can't wait to have pups of our own. You would make a good mummy."

"Well sorry bub, but I'm only sixteen."

"Damn, you are aren't you?"

"Please tell me you don't want kids."

"I do. But we can wait.. Till your 17."

"No definitely not! I'm still too young even then. Plus my mum would... Never mind." For that moment, I forgot everything that happened. I forgot that my parents were dead.. I forgot there was a rogue attack.

"Please don't cry."

"I'm not crying. I'm fine."

"Yes you are." He wipes away a tear that fell. I didn't actually realise I was crying.

"Oh deary me! Are you okay Alexis?" Dylan's mum asks.

"She's fine mum."

"Young man, did you make her cry?"

"No." I'm guessing he mind linked her because she nodded and left.

Ollie soon comes up to me with a pink flower. Dylan grimaces at the colour. What is his problem with pink? Its so pretty.. Ollie hands me the flower. "Don't cry. You should he happy like this flower." How cute. I laugh at his adorableness.

"You're too cute, you know that Ollie?"

"I'm not cute! I'm a boy."

"A very cute boy." I pinch his little chubby cheeks. He's honestly too cute. I wonder if Dylan was this cute..

I walk up to Dylan's mum and tap her on the shoulder. "What's up dear? Are you okay now?"

"I'm fine thanks.. I was wondering, maybe in celebration of Dylan's eighteenth.. Why don't we have a look at baby pictures?"

"Oh what a brilliant idea! I'll go get them!" I grin and walk back to Dylan with a slight smirk on my face.

"What did you do?" He accuses.

"Nothing, nothing at all."

"You did something.. What? Tell me."

"Nothing Dylan. Now come on." We seat ourselves on the couch and I leave a space next to me for Dylan's mum. Ollie comes and sits in my lap.

Dylan's mum comes and sits herself next to me. "Alexis. Please tell me you didn't."

"Oh but I did."

"Why?" He whines like a little baby. I shrug my shoulders and she opens the memories book.

"Now, this is all of Dylan.. This whole book. Except a few when he's with his siblings."

"What about the others? Jackson and Cammy? And Ollie?"

"Got a separate one for each of my munchkins." Dylan made puking sounds when she said munchkins. I laugh.

"Makes sense." She points to some pictures and explains them.

"This one here, oh how I remember this day like it was yesterday. This is when we brought him home and boy was he a screamer. Cried his eyes out. He was honestly so attached to me! It was so cute. He's a real mummy's boy."

"Still is?"

"Absolutely. Now this is his first bath with Cammy. Cammy was two and she wasn't very happy that she had to share a bubble bath with him. Plus it wasn't filled as high as it usually is cos he was so tiny."

"I'm not so tiny now." He says. I look at him and he winks. Oh God, that had a double meaning..

She turned a few pages explaining a few every now and then. Then a picture caught my eye. I pointed to it.

She laughed and Dylan groaned. Ollie was laughing too. "Oh my, this one was when he was four. Jackson is the little baby there. He was one but turning two at some point." Dylan was holding Jackson with a scared and weirded out face.

"He was crying! What do you expect? I was only four.. He was like a very ugly baby too."

Ollie slaps Dylan on the head making me and Dylan's mum burst out laughing. "Jackson isn't ugly! You are, right Lexi?" Why did he have to ask me? Of course he's not ugly. He's fucking gorgeous!

Fucking gorgeous huh?

Stop reading my mind you ugly baby.

Such an insult babe.

I roll my eyes. "Yes Ollie, he is a very ugly boy isn't he?" Dylan's mum laughs in the background and Ollie joins in while Dylan and I look at each other.

He clears his throat. "I'm actually a man not a boy."

"Nope, far from a man."

You're going to get it later.

No I'm not, you are.

Get what?

I don't know, you tell me.

"Anyways, more pictures?"

For about half an hour she shows us pictures of Dylan and let me say, he was indeed a very cute baby. Just like the rest of the Zanders family. Except the parents.. I don't know what they looked like.

***

It was now time for bed and to say I was nervous was an understatement. I was going to wear some very nice lingerie for his present.. Kind of. A sexy present I guess.. I made sure my mind was closed off so he couldn't read my thoughts. Why was I so nervous?

Maybe its because I haven't ever dressed up like this? Well it was only nice underwear and bra.. In his favourite colour.

I was actually in the bathroom right now. I told him I was brushing my teeth but I locked the door anyhow.

I quickly put them on and also brushed my teeth. I opened the door and peaked out. He was lying on his bed watching TV. Oh God.. Nervousness is appearing again in my stomach!

"Are you watching me, love?"

I clear my throat. "No. Are you?"

"Am I watching myself? Are you basically asking me that?"

"No? Are you?"

"Are you okay?"

"Are you?"

"Can you stop with the 'are you' stuff and come to bed?"

"Uhh are you?" I laugh at myself. I'm such a weirdo. "I'm kidding." Great so he was watching me.. "I just have to pee." I quickly shut the door and pee. Nervous pee dammit. Why am I so nervous? Its not like we haven't had sex before!

Be a woman and go at him, wolfy. My wolf says laughing st my nervousness.

Wolfy?

I was going to say tiger but we're not a tiger we're a wolf.

Are we? No shit sherlock!

Just go before he thinks you're taking a shit!

On second thoughts.. I think I need to.

No you don't, stop stalling!

I roll my eyes and open the door and walk out. His eyes widen and darken. "Happy Birthday?" I say, more as a question though. I jump on the bed and he just stares at me with lust, love and adoration filled eyes.

"This is a sexy surprise.." He growls lowly but not a warning growl.. Maybe a happy growl? He's instantly on top of me. "Blue, my favourite colour." I look up at him, he's eyeing me up and down. "So beautiful."

Yeah and you're fucking sexy. I think to myself. What? He is.

He growls. "I know I'm sexy."

"Did I say that out loud? Or did you read my mind..?"

"You said it out loud."

"Oh fiddlesticks." He kisses me like his life depended on it. I stop him. "Might wanna make sure the door is locked.. Wouldn't want any uh interruptions?" He huffs and gets off of me, locking the door.

He rushes back to the bed. Eager much? He climbs on top of me again and starts kissing down my body.

Soon, my bra and underwear is gone and laying on the floor and so are his clothes.