The only exception.- Trixya

The only exception

"Samantha!"

"Okay, but I need to be alone with her, please."

"Of course princess, take your time, and when you're ready go down for breakfast, today is your favorite," dad said with a wink, and then he leaves the room with mom.

"Well, Tracy, happy birthday, I brought you a Russian whore as a gift, I hope you thank me," she said, opening the closet door where my girlfriend was.

"Oh my god, thank you, just how I like them," I joked as I see her go out with a pair of pink sunglasses and a Dolly Parton T-shirt.

"Nice speech," she pointed to Sam as she curled up beside me.

"It isn't too early to fuck?" She asked, amused, "Trixie, you haven't even had breakfast, you're going to faint."

"For love, there's no schedule, little Sam," the blonde answered, squeezing my waist.

"Anyway, I'll go before I puke," she came up to me and kissed me on the cheek "Happy birthday sweet sister, I love you so much."

"I love you even more," I replied, smiling as she took one last look and walked out of the room.

Katya and I stayed for a couple of minutes, hugging each other in silence until she finally decided to break it.

"So today we will have waffles with strawberries and whipped cream for breakfast?," She asked as she wrapped a lock of my hair with her finger.

"It seems so," I replied, hiding my face into her neck "I wish you would stay."

"Me too, princess, but I'm quite busy," she said like it was the real reason that she couldn't stay.

"No! Stay five minutes longer, please, I beg you."

"Trixie..."

"Just five, it's my birthday after all."

"Ugh, you're lucky to be so adorable," she replied, kissing my cheek.

"Do you love me?"

"With every part of mine," she assured with a smile.

We stayed like that for a couple more minutes, but eventually, she had to leave with the promise to come for me later. Not even two minutes had passed since she left, and I already felt incomplete.

I went down for breakfast to find a big plate of waffles with whipped cream and strawberries, just as I expected.

"Honey, I had planned to do something special today, we could go to the boutique for you to pick something cute and have dinner, maybe you could even invite Alaska if she decides to wear something decent..."

"I have plans tonight" I cut her off while I was sipping my juice, and Sam looked funny.

"What? With who?"

"My friends," I lied.

"Oh, and your friends are more important than us?" Her voice radiated pure anger.

"Mom, it's her birthday..."

"Silence Samantha, this is not your business," she demanded, making Sam roll her eyes irritated.

"Please, it's too early to argue, every year we do what you decide on my birthday, I'm done," I must admit that I even was surprised to speak in such a serene tone.

"Jeremy..."

"Save it, Val, Trixie is free to decide what she will do today, after all, she's legal in Canada," he joked, winking at me and laughing.