"She couldn't take her eyes from the dancing flame. No, this was so wrong. Candles should be used for meditation for romance. Or on a birthday cake at least.So where was the cake? The present? The song? As he stepped closer to her-as the damned flame got way too close-she started singing. "Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. Marcus paused, looking at her in disbelief. See. I knew he didn't have a sense of humor. "Happy birthday, dear Gabi-she lifted her head and blew out the candle-"happy birthday to me."