Victoria's POV
A beautiful smile was plastered across my face when I woke up, and I felt so different. I love watching Oliver's sleeping figure beside me, and I want to lay on my bed with him forever. And I grinned as I felt the soreness between my legs, and I realized I was no longer a virgin, and I felt so happy it was Oliver, and I didn't have any regrets.
"Good morning, birthday girl," He greeted me with a wide from on his face the moment he opened his eyes, and I couldn't stop myself from blushing when he caught me staring at his face.
"Good morning, handsome," I responded with a coy smile.
"Did you have a good night's sleep, Victoria?" Oliver asked me, and I nodded my head as he gently caressed my face.
"What do you want to do this morning on your birthday?" He added while he was looking into my eyes, and it felt like I could read what was on his mind, and I could feel every beating of his heart. Am I this in love with Oliver that I could even feel his heartbeat?
