The Ex Effect (Washington Wolves, #2)

by Karla Sorensen

"Still keep chocolate within arm’s reach at all times?" "As do all intelligent people who enjoy being happy."

everything feels so ..." "Effortless," I supplied. He nodded. "Yeah. But I want to be able to say that you're mine. I don't want things to feel so easy that I stop making an effort for you every single day. I want to be able to say that I have a girlfriend, a partner who gets all the best parts of me because I get all the best parts of her. That we've committed to something together." I smiled a little, only biting down on the edges of my lips so I didn't look like a loon. "I like that."

He set me down just as the game finished and cupped the back of my neck with his hand. “You know one of these days, I’m going to ask you to marry me, right?” My smile widened because we’d been playing this game for about four weeks. “Is it today?” His answering smirk was delicious. “I don’t know. Today isn’t over yet, now is it?”