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.

In a split second, I fall for my best friend all over again.

How in the world did you get to be so perfect?”He grins. “Easy. I was made to be yours.

Max is mine, and I am his.

Umm … well, how do you, like, choose if you’re a top or a bottom?”“There’s a sorting hat. Like in Harry Potter. It wasn’t even placed on my head before it screamed, ‘Top!’ and then all the other tops welcomed me to their house.

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

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.

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, 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.

I smile up at the guy who’s become everything to me and relent, because how can I complain when he’s promising me something I never thought he’d give me?