CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Max cleared his throat as if he were a lawyer making his opening statement. “You should give me a chance because I force you out of your comfort zone. I make you do things you want to but are afraid to.”
She brushed her warm cheek.
“You should be with me because you’re in love with me and because when I love someone, I love them with all I have. I’m not perfect.” He inched toward the bed, smirking. “And, that’s what you like.”
Her n*****s tingled.
His eyebrows raised when he made it to the bed. “You should be with me because no man will ever make you feel the passion I can. I represent everything you’ve always wanted to be. I’m strong and I don’t give a damn what others think of me or what I do.”
She squirmed against the pillow.
“You should be with me,” he whisp
