66. Just Fuck Me!!!

In the evening, Shawn sneaks out of the bed before Emma wakes up and does all the set up he left in Garry's room taking his clothes. After like more than half an hour an alarm in his voice rings, asking her to wake up and she sighs, whines and twists and turns before she opens her eyes. Shawn wasn't there to her dismay but what he kept there, accelerated her heart beat in a second and she getting on her four legs fetches that quickly.

There were blood red fresh roses there wrapped in a deep pink paper and ribbon. Her eyes twinkled with a spark in them as she picked the bouquet and smelt it. It was indeed fresh and well blossomed making her heart have a small pitter patter dance. After that she found a small note stick on the side table and crawling over her knees on bed she went toward his side to pick it as well.

“Hey,

My Beautiful Lady!”, she reads, and a red hue crepts on her cheeks.

“To match the colour of your cheeks there is a bouquet of red roses. But to match the epitome of b