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Maddox
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I PUT MY helmet back on and touched my pocket to make sure the ring was still there. Of course, I’d been checking for the last several hours. I was nervous as all hell, but excited at the same time.
I f*****g loved that woman.
My old man always told me that when I fell in love it would hit me like a cement truck. And he was right.
“Beautiful women will turn your head all the time. It’s the ones who turn your head to mush that are the real keepers, though.”
And he was right. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the girl I was about to see. It was now even starting to affect my creativity at work. I had to make her mine completely. Seal the deal in every way.
I wanted her heart and soul.
I wanted her future.
Hell, I wanted to be her future.
She could go
