Happy Birthday

By Letícia Kartalian

Both are actors in love, famous people with a very busy schedule, but there are some dates on which they do everything possible to be together...
Their birthdays are two of them.
Following the male and female points of view, Happy Birthday is about the intense relationship of two people, friendship, work, and, especially, love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Letícia Kartalian
• Release date: Jun 8, 2017
• ISBN: 9781633394537

Book preview

WHEN JOHN PARKED INSIDE THE GATED community, right in front of the big house in which I lived most of the time, I smiled and let out a soft and tired sigh, already opening the car door, going out and walking to the front door, my keys in hand, he at my heels.

I was exhausted, everything I wanted was to hug my bed and black out. My feet hurt. No, they throbbed with each step, in a clear and painful reminder that they were not designed to walk around all day long on a heel that should be forbidden to exist. Not to mention the strings of the sandals constricting my calves, which made switching to shoes every time an impossible task. Finally, my head was about to explode, and I hated feeling pain. But I’d done everything, even recording almost ceaselessly, without rest for me nor my staff, to be free on the 9th, so here I was, coming back home at three A.M.

Thank you for driving me. I gave him our usual hug, and he gave me his secret kiss on the forehead. People usually think bodyguards are serious, usually silent and impersonal, even with the ones they are bound to protect. So it was with John in the beginning, but as time went by, he got more and more… accessible.

Good night, Panda. And happy… never mind! I’ll call tomorrow. I smiled at the ‘codename’ because I knew he loved that kind of thing, while I thought it was unnecessary.

Good night, John.

It was only when I stepped home and closed the door that I heard the engine starting. John. Always taking care of me, even when he did not need to.

The house was completely dark and in a silence that was not familiar anymore, and aside from the light from the hallway – something Doug and I used to do for the dogs, not because it was necessary, since they can see much better in darkness than humans, but because we treated them as if they really