We just sway, and I hold the back of his head. Happiness is easy with him. And I might appear okay with whatever comes in my life, but there is nothing more I’ve wanted than this. Than for a man to love me like Maximoff Hale does. It’s unreal. He leans back, tears cresting both of our eyes. His chest rises. “That’s the song.” Of course I love Collective Soul and that song, but I almost laugh. “It’s a 90s band.” “I don’t care.” I smile. “Okay.”
