Meet Your Match (Kings of the Ice)

I found a home within the mayhem

“I want you so badly, Maven. I like you, goddamnit.”

“I’m sorry,” I said. “Could you repeat that? Because I’m having a hard time focusing with you in this fucking dress.”

“It’s kind of kinky, but hey, who am I to deny your fantasies…”

Put her down.”

She was going to have to use her big girl words and say it out loud.

“Talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.”

I have a feeling you’ll be saying it a lot. Maybe in different decibels, too. Might want to try screaming it loud and high-pitched, just to make sure it feels right.”

“Mr. King.”

She frowned. “Why?”

“Because when we get married, I already know you’re too independent to take my last name, so I guess I’ll have to take yours.”