You and me. I want us. Forever.

He still loves my mouth, and as I kiss him again, it feels like more—like a promise of nothing yet forever at the same time.

I love you, Maddy. For so many reasons we’d be here until sundown if I listed them all. You’re my forever, my everything, my future, and I don’t need a piece of paper to tell me that. You’re right when you say I like things in order. I like boxes and hard lines. But you? You make my life messy in the best possible way. You remind me that there’s more to life than rules and labels and everything being perfect.

Maddox giving me this—a promise of forever with a symbol instead of just words—makes the way he’s looking at me so much more intense.

I love you so much, and I don’t want you to lose your impulsive side. It’s what made you take a chance on me even though you’d never been with a man before. I’m going to do better.

I knew you were the perfect man for me the moment I laid eyes on you.

I want to hold my loveable giant in my arms and remind him of what we have. It’s not so much a need to prove our love, but a desire to show him that he shouldn’t ever have to worry about us. We’re solid.