“Oh gods.”

Lucian grinned like the devil.

“You cried out my name like I’d saved you from drowning.”

“I did not!” she groaned, burying her face in her hands.

“Pretty sure you did,” Darius murmured.

“She screamed all three of ours in the same breath at one point,” Ronan added, eyes twinkling.

She let out a mortified squeak.

Then—

The doorbell rang.

All four of them froze.

In the middle of nowhere, with all security systems on, no one should be here.

Serenity sat up slowly, eyes narrowing.

“Are we expecting someone?”

Lucian shrugged lazily.

“Must be the cake delivery.”

Her brow furrowed.

“Cake?”

“For you,” Ronan said with a grin.

“Why would you order a cake for me?”

“First heat cake,” Lucian replied, smirking.

She groaned.

“That’s not a thing.”

“It is now,” Ronan said. “We called ahead.”

Serenity rolled her eyes.

“You guys are ridiculous.”

Darius leaned in from the fridge, cool and calm. “It’s also the first.”

She blinked. “The first what?”

“The first of the year,” Lucian said. “Happy birthday, princess.”

Her jaw dropped.

“It’s my birthday?”