You drive me absolutely fucking crazy, and you keep me on my fucking toes. You make me want everything, and I’ve never wanted everything. I’ve only wanted me. Now, I want you and everything that comes with you. I want the dinners at the table. I want laughter. I want the kids’ banter. Fuck, I even want Rachel calling me Asshat, but not all the time.” I chuckle as I see her smile. “I want more Sundays like the one we had when we woke up together.”
