Surprise

"Happy Birthday Karrie!, happy birthday to you...happy-"

"Ughh" I groaned loudly and threw a pillow at the object from where the annoying sound was coming.

"Whoa," a familiar deep male voice chuckled.

"Rise and shine, birthday girl." the same annoying voice yelled. I realized the sound was coming from a phone.

"Bug off, Scar" I yelled back and covered my head with a pillow, trying to embrace my sleep again.

"I'll wake her up and call you guys later". After a few seconds, something heavy landed on top of me emitting an oomph from my lips and snatched the pillow from my hand. I let out a loud groan and opened an eye to see Logan grinning down at me, his muscular arms on either side of my head supporting half of his body weight.

"5 more minutes, please?" I pleaded, wanting to go back to sleep again. He chuckled and pressed a lingering kiss on my forehead.

"How about I give this…" He dipped his head low and pressed his soft lips on mine. He stayed still, giving me time to process. When I began to respond to him, he kissed me passionately. A kiss that made my toes curl and insides clench in a good way.

"Now I'm definitely awake" I mumbled in euphoria against his lips and he laughed loudly. With one last peck, he pulled back.

"Happy birthday, beautiful," he cooed while I was gasping for breath. My thoughts were scrambled and hazy. How can he look so collected after that mind-blowing kiss while I look like a fish gasping for air?

"T-Thank you" I finally managed to say. He chuckled and kissed both my cheeks.

"You drive me crazy, babe. Crazy enough for me to do this," he said and rolled over to lay beside me and tucked his arms under his head. My mouth was hanging open as my eyes roamed around the room, taking in the surroundings. Balloons!

The entire room was filled with balloons, on the walls, on the floor, on the door, and whatnot. Balloons were in different shapes, sizes, and colors. I didn't notice this before as my focus was solely on my boyfriend.

"Wow" I breathed out, overwhelmed by the surprise. "You did this all?" I asked him, still in shock. Somehow, picturing Logan blowing balloons and tying them made me crack a smile. This is the first time someone took this much effort and time to celebrate my birthday. Sure, I have got a fair amount of gifts and surprises for my birthday from my family and old friends. But this overruled all of that.

"Yeah, but I asked little help from the guards as well," Logan replied. Burst with joy, I threw myself on top of him and hugged him tightly, repeating 'thank you' over and over.

"This is amazing," I remarked, my eyes glowing with excitement.

"This is just the beginning. Rest of the surprises are on the way,"

"Log, you didn't have to-"

"Oh shut it. I intend to make this day special and memorable for you." Being confident, I leaned forward and captured his lips on mine. My hands tugged his waist down, closer to me as he deepened the kiss. Blood pumped fast in my body, my skin engulfed my scorching flames and sparks. Tingling sensation in my stomach grew bigger and bigger and I let out a small groan of pleasure. I pulled back to fill my lungs with much-needed oxygen.

"How come I didn't wake up when you were doing all this?" I was a bit confused.

"Well, I hate to break it to you, love, but you sleep like a pig." he said with amusement in his eyes.

"Hey, rude." I punched his arm lightly out of embarrassment. I groaned covering my face with my hands. Logan pulled my hands back and kissed me sweetly.

"Not that I'm complaining, but if we keep on going like this you'll miss out all the surprises" he mumbled against my lips but his hands roamed all over my body, not wanting to stop. But I pulled back as soon as my ears caught the words 'miss' and 'surprise' in one sentence.

I smiled sheepishly at him when he glared playfully for breaking the kiss even though he was one who suggested it. I jumped off him and ran to the washroom happily kicking all of the balloons on my way. No time to waste today. Every single minute is precious. Especially when a lot of surprises are waiting for me! I know it seems so childish but, I don't give a crap. I pushed the sad thoughts about my parents to the back of my mind, wanting to enjoy this day to the maximum with my man.

I quickly brushed my teeth and jumped into the shower. After a few sloppy dance steps and three songs, I finally got out of the shower in a bath towel. After applying light makeup, I quickly changed into a black blouse and high waist hi-low pleated midi bubble skirt that I purchased yesterday for this day. As I didn't want to wear heels, I decided to go with black sandals. I left my hair open as Logan prefers it that way.

Before exiting the room, I clicked the picture of the room and saved it in my phone gallery. I opened the bedroom door and went down the hall into the kitchen. Logan was sitting on the barstool, scrolling through his phone. Upon hearing my footsteps, he looked up and smiled. His eyes trailed down from my face to look at my outfit.

"You look beautiful, as always," he said and walked towards me. He cupped my face in his hands and pressed a lingering kiss on my forehead. He was wearing a black shirt and brown trousers, which went well with his body.

A knock interrupted us and all eight guards strolled in. They came to wish me. I thanked them all. But my eyes narrowed at their attire. All of them were in their bodyguard uniform.

"You all have this day off," I announced boldly. They all looked at me blankly before looking at their boss.

"No, they don't." came a voice behind me. I turned around and narrowed my eyes at him.

"Yes," I stressed.

"No" he glared at me. "Don't test me on this, Lia," he said seriously.

"Guys, can you give us a moment?" I asked, my eyes still trained on my boyfriend, who was glaring at me. The guards left the room immediately. Logan crossed his arms, looking at me with his challenging gaze. His biceps bulging at that action and man doesn't he look hot when he's angry? Ah, those biceps! Concentrate Karrie!

"Lia-"

"Log, please. I want this day to be ours. Only us. No guards, no distractions."

"This day will be ours. I'll assure you that. But I won't leave you unprotected."

"You're gonna be there with me. Of course, I will be safe" I threw my hands in the air, frustrated.

"I hope you understand the difference between a single guy, that's me and seven armed guards, Lia" he clarified. I know I'm being unreasonable. Strolling around the place unarmed when people who kidnapped me will be searching for me. But we're celebrating my birthday out of this town and moreover, Logan will be with me always. Also, there's a reason why I want us to be alone today, and thinking about it makes me excited as well nervous. But I can't let him know about my decision now. I want to take him somewhere before saying about it.

Logan is a stubborn man. I know he won't back out from his decision, even if his life is at stake. But I know something that can crack him. Something which I can do that he hates to see. Being emotional and annoying.

"Fine" His tense shoulders relaxed at my statement. Oh no, big guy. Fun is yet to come!

"Take how much ever guards you want"

"Good-"

"Also find someone else to spend this day with," I said, flipping my hair behind my shoulder before exiting the kitchen, leaving a flabbergasted Logan behind. Talk about a dramatic exit!

"Lia, get back here," he yelled from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and slammed the bedroom door shut. A goofy smile spread across my face. Now let's see what he will do. I sincerely hope he wouldn't take my words seriously and find some other girl. Hell no. Then I will shave his head bald.

I walked to the bed and sat sitting crisscrossed in the middle of the bed, waiting for my handsome, stubborn boyfriend. It took him exactly one minute and three seconds to barge into the room with an annoyed face.

"You're being unreasonable right now" he states and I roll my eyes at him. Logan's jaw is locked and his knuckles are clenched at his sides.

"Love," he sighs heavily. "Please, I can't fucking afford to lose you"

Logan is a stubborn man. I know he won't back out from his decision, even if his life is at stake. But I know something that can crack him. Something which I can do that he hates to see. Being emotional and annoying.

"Fine" His tense shoulders relaxed at my statement. Oh no, big guy. Fun is yet to come!

"Take how much ever guards you want"

"Good-"

"Also find someone else to spend this day with," I said, flipping my hair behind my shoulder before exiting the kitchen, leaving a flabbergasted Logan behind. Talk about a dramatic exit!

"Lia, get back here," he yelled from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and slammed the bedroom door shut. A goofy smile spread across my face. Now let's see what he will do. I sincerely hope he wouldn't take my words seriously and find some other girl. Hell no. Then I will shave his head bald.

I walked to the bed and sat sitting crisscrossed in the middle of the bed, waiting for my handsome, stubborn boyfriend. It took him exactly one minute and three seconds to barge into the room with an annoyed face.

"You're being unreasonable right now" he states and I roll my eyes at him. Logan's jaw is locked and his knuckles are clenched at his sides.

"Love," he sighs heavily. "Please, I can't fucking afford to lose you"

"You won't, Log" I gave him my 'about to cry' face, my face puckered slightly. His serious face softened slightly.

"Fine. Guards won't accompany us. Happy?" he gritted out. A big smile crossed my face and jumped off the bed and leaped at him. It took him by surprise and his hands clamped my thighs in an attempt to keep me in place as he took a step backward.

"You're the best," I said and kissed his cheeks. His eyes narrowed but one corner of his mouth curled up.

"Come on, let's go," I said excitedly and untangled myself from him. I walked away, humming a tune not missing his amused face. But I stopped when I remembered something. I again turn around to face Logan with a serious expression.

"Log, before we leave the town to celebrate the day, I want to meet someone"

*****

"You okay?" Logan asked. I sighed, my lips trembling slightly.

"I'm a bit nervous to see her reaction" We both were standing in front of a grey house. The lawn looks dirty with untrimmed grass and few empty beer bottles.

"Don't worry, love. I bet she will be happy to see you," he assures me. I gave him a weak smile and squeezed his hand. Taking a deep breath, I rang the doorbell, biting my lips in nervousness. There was no movement from the other side of the door.

"Maybe she's not in the house?" I express my doubt to Logan but he shakes his head.

"No, someone is inside. I saw some movements through that window when we stepped out of the car," he says pointing to the window beside the balcony of the house. I nodded my head and approached the door. I rang the doorbell once again. We now heard thumping of heavy footsteps before someone opened the door. But I frowned when I saw it wasn't Aunt Jamie, Sheriff Wilson's wife. Instead, it was a middle-aged man with a shabby beard and big belly.

"Yes?"

"Uhh...isn't this Sheriff Wilson's house?" I asked vaguely.

"No, it isn't," he says, looking bored. "Anything else you wanna know?" he asked, eyeing us in distaste. Logan looks like he was about to snap but I squeezed his hand, warning him.

"Umm… is this house your's now?" I hesitantly asked, not sure how he would take the statement. The guy's eyes snapped to me and he looked kinda pissed off.

"Why do you want to know, girl?" he spits out.

"Listen here dumb-" Logan starts but I cut him off quickly.

"I'm sorry," I clear my throat, giving a glare at Logan before turning to the man. "I'm looking for a lady called Jamie Wilson. Do you know anything about her?" I asked gently.

"I bought this house from Jamie Wilson four months ago. I don't know anything else about her." he shrugs his shoulder and I nod my head.

"Thank you-" the guy slammed the door on both of us, leaving us flabbergasted.

"The fuck" Logan curses.

"Well, what a pleasant guy." I mutter sarcastically.

"That bastard needs to learn something called manners. Let me-"

"No, Log. Let's just go." I say, feeling dejected. Now, where will I search for Aunt Jamie? Why did she sell the house? Where is she living now?

"Are you sure?" Logan asks me. I nod my head.

"Yes. It's no use wasting our time here. I know you planned a lot of things for today. I don't want to miss any of it." I say and give him a weak smile. Logan studies my face, searching for assurance before he nods his head. He wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him before he kisses my hair.

"Don't worry. We'll find her tomorrow. Now let's just enjoy this day, alright?"

"Yes," I smiled gratefully and kissed the palm of his hand which was cupping my face. "I'm hungry," I say and he laughs loudly, shaking his head.

"Oh, love" he mumbles, chuckling.

*******

"Thank you, Micah. Yeah….No…maybe next time." I said, smiling softly. Grecia, Scarlet, Patrick, Tyler, Finn called to wish me 'Happy Birthday' in the morning. But I wasn't expecting Micah to call and wish me. I'm so happy he remembered my birthday.

I hung up the call after exchanging goodbye and gave the phone back to Logan. Yesterday after our dinner, Logan and Micah exchanged their numbers. Since Logan's phone was on roaming, it was easier for him to call on Logan's.

We are currently sitting in a private booth in a fancy restaurant having breakfast. Halfway through breakfast, the phone started ringing again and I let out a groan.

"It's probably for you again." Logan chuckled and handed the phone to me, without even glancing at the screen. Not that I'm complaining people are calling to wish me, but I'm getting annoyed that I couldn't eat my food properly and enjoy our date. I gave an apologetic look to Logan who smiles in return before answering the phone. It was an unknown number.

"Hello...?" I froze when I understood who the person was on the other side of the call and hesitantly looked at Logan to see his reaction.

"Hey...Vincent," I heard a sharp release of breath from the other side of the line. Logan stopped eating, his fork midway to his mouth. I noticed the way he was clenching his jaw. He immediately leaned forward and took the phone before putting it in the speaker.

"I'm glad it's you who attended. Happy birthday, Mi Amor." he wished and my eyes widened slightly at the endearment he used. My love. The hell! Logan raised his eyebrow and his blue eyes darkened. I squeezed his hand that was interlocked with my free hand.

"Thank you, Vincent," I said tightly, wanting to end this conversation soon. There was a moment of his silence before he spoke.

"Can I meet you, alone?. I have a gift for you," he states and I gulp silently. Logan looks so pissed off right now and at the same time jealous.

"Uhh, Vincent…" I started, itching to cut the call already. But before I could do it, he said something that made my heart skip a beat.

"I miss you,"

"Uhh, I gotta go. My boyfriend is waiting for me. Bye," I quickly said and ended the call.

"Miss you? What's going on?" Logan asked. I could detect the anger in his voice. I shrugged my shoulders, acting like I'm brushing off the conversation.

"He's talking nonsense. Leave it," I said before putting my phone in the silence.

"Karolia. I saw the way he was looking at you yesterday. It's clear he has feelings for you," he says seriously and I look at him with pleading eyes.

"Log, please. I don't want to ruin this day," I plead with him. He and I know very well where this conversation will end.

"Fine." he snapped, throwing the napkin onto the table. "But remember that you're f**king mine. Mine alone," he says possessively.

I was surprised by Logan's declaration. Yes, I knew he was possessive and how he likes to point out how I belong to him. But he had never done it in an outburst way. So this definitely surprised me. I chuckled and stood up. I walked around the table and took a seat beside him and cupped his face in my hands.

"No one stands a chance against you. No one! I'm yours just like you're mine." I say with my eyes boring into his blue orbs. His eyes displayed love, pride, and respect.

"You're 101% correct."

******

"Skydiving?" I asked, bouncing on my seat. I really hope that's his surprise. It's my dream to go skydiving. He gave me a side glance before turning his gaze back to the road. His right hand was on my knee, drumming against it.

"No"

"Uh..surfing?"

"Babe, I told you I won't tell. Now can you stop listing things out," he said and I huffed in annoyance. He knows I hate surprises but still he likes to play around.

"Asshole" I muttered

"Heard that"

"I intended to," I said and pushed his hands away from my knee. Logan chuckled and kept his hands again on my knee. I rolled my eyes and shoved it away. He placed it again and squeezed my thigh.

"Patience Lia. I promise you will like it"

"Fine… Asshole"

"Babe" he gritted out and tightened his grip on my knee. I smiled at him sweetly.

"What's the matter, babe?" I asked. He turned to glare at me.

"Stop calling me that"

"What asshole?"

"Yes," he growled. I pretended as if I'm thinking about it and shrugged my shoulders.

"Okay….Jackass" he smirked at him. He sighed and shook his head, smiling softly.

~~~~~

"Logan please, please" I begged, holding his right arm. He ignored me and walked ahead, I was still clinging on his arm. We are currently walking out of the museum after seeing all the archaeological monuments and paintings. That was our first destination and according to Logan, this isn't his surprise. We just came here because he knew I love learning about historical facts.

"No"

"Please please please please" he sighed and stopped walking. He turned to face me and pinned me with his gaze.

"My answer is still NO," he said. I threw my hands in the air, frustrated.

"Today you're supposed to give me everything that I wish for. Not to object it"

"Ask anything else, I'll give but not this,"

"But you have one. Then why can't I get a tattoo?" I reasoned with him.

"I don't want to ruin your perfect body with permanent ink," he told me.

"I only want a small one. Not the entire body"

"Still NO."

"Why the hell am I asking you? I can get a tattoo if I wish. I'm an independent woman" I held my head in pride. Logan glared at me. I smiled evilly at him and placed my hands on his shoulders to stand on my tiptoes, and whisper in his ear

"Maybe I'll get a tattoo on my chest. Who knows, maybe I'll choose a male artist to do it." I said and kissed the skin below his ear. I smiled in triumph when I saw his widened eyes and dumbfounded expression. His eyes traveled down to my chest and his eyes darkened.

"No" he growled and brought me closer to him by wrapping his arm around my waist. I placed my hands on his chest and stared at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Fine, you can get a tattoo. But not there" he said and brought me closer, our chest pressed against each other.my heart fluttered at our proximity.

"No men shall see your body, except me. Do you understand?"

Possessiveness – Check

Jealousy – Check

Controlling – Check