“O-Oh my..” she whispered as he kissed up her arm, unable to stop her second blush of the night. He really was going all out on being romantic. It felt slightly strange as she wasn’t used to it but was definitely enjoying it.
“There’s cake? How about we have that and watch a movie together.” She had looked up online date ideas to get them out of the apartment though she hadn’t told him yet but there was one they could do inside if he wanted.
Trying to get back into character, she giggled. “If it pleases your grace I mean. It feels like a ball and I am Cinderella being whisked away by the prince. Hopefully the magic doesn’t end at midnight.”
Watching a movie while eating cake didn’t exactly fit the romantic, fairy-tale theme Jack had been trying to set up, but he reminded himself that this was Katelynn’s birthday party – her special day to do what she wanted. If that was what would make her happy, then he was glad to do it. Actually, it was a relief; watching movies together was one of his favorite things, and it would take some of the pressure off keeping up this act.
“Oh no, I intend to make the m-magic last as long as possible,” he replied, with a faintly teasing grin, still blushing. “Watching a movie sounds wonderful. If you would choose one, Lady Katelynn, your Prince Jackson shall return in but a moment.”
With that, he hurried into the kitchen. The cake, with its beautifully done picture of two butterflies perching on a flower, was waiting where he’d left it, and he quickly set it up on a tray, with a knife, two plates and forks, and a single candle set in the middle. He lit it with a branch of the candelabra, and carefully, at a slow march, carried the cake and tray into the living room.
It hadn’t felt like a real birthday until she set her eyes on the cake and they began to well up with emotion. How many years had she spent celebrating or even forgetting her own birthdays because she didn’t have anyone to spend them with? How she had looked forward to this one, to finally be with someone and have a good time only to think she had missed out because of what had happened.
Yet here was this wonderful man bringing her a cake and acting like a prince. Cupping her hand over her mouth, she held back a strangled sob as the tears began falling.
“I-It’s beautiful..” she managed to get out, her mouth spread wide into a smile. “Oh Jack..Sir Prince Jackson..”
Oh god, he’d made her cry. Even though Jack could tell they were happy tears, it still wasn’t what he’d wanted, at all. Biting his lip, he carefully set the tray down in Katelynn’s lap, and took a seat close beside her on the couch.
“It’s what you deserve, my love.” He put his arms around her and hugged her as best he could without upsetting the tray. “Even if it’s l-late, I still wanted you to have something special."
He nodded toward the single candle. "D-do you want to make a wish?"
Jack Maple 