“Never again,” he vows. “You are and will always be my first priority. Nothing in the world matters as much as you do.” “I know.” My smile is shaky but firm as I close the distance and press my lips to his for the entire stadium to see. “I love you,” I whisper when we pull apart. There’s an extra shine to his smile. A warmth in the creases of his face. “I love you more, Shortcake.”
