“You want us to date?” Maddox was blinking so rapidly that Ben feared for risk of stroke. “As in you and me? Together? Each other?” “It’s not such a ludicrous proposition.” Ben sat in the chair opposite Maddox because looming… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“No. I mean...I think you should date. Date me. We should date.” Maddox dropped the fork, and his jaw followed it on the tumble to the carpeted floor. He wasn’t sure he had a reply for this.” — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
