Madison
I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face as I looked at Wyatt across the room. I have always known how beautiful he was, but now that I knew he was mine, I felt I could admire him fully without fear of rejection or judgment.
His curls were getting longer than he'd ever let them grow, and he had stubble on his chin and cheeks that made me ache to run my hand over.
"Matt, what the hell?" I turned my attention from his chocolate eyes and to my mom. She stood in front of my dad with her hands on her hips, looking angry as hell.
My dad groans and rolls his eyes to the ceiling. Wyatt blushes as his mom glares at him and places a hand on Wyatt's back.
"He would have seen her tonight at her shift! I don't know what the big deal is! The girls need to talk out their issu
