“I trust you with my whole life,” Maximoff tells me. The fact warms me completely, but I’m also on the edge of a cliff. “I trust you with mine too.” He licks his lips. “As you know, I’m getting married, and the amount of people I trust to have their hands in the wedding is pretty much…not a lot. And when I think about who I want to remember being involved in this whole process, I always think of you first.” I start to smile. “So…what I’m trying to ask… is if you could…would you want to…?” He stumbles on his words, and it isn’t often that he does.
