“I love you,” I whisper.
He grips my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his.
“What’d you say?”
I exhale a deep breath. “I said, I love you,” I confess, louder and more confident than before. “I love you, Madden, even if it terrifies me.”
His lip curls into a grin, and I resist returning it with a smirk, instead shaking my head. I start to climb up the bed, and he follows me.
He pushes me onto my back, and I giggle. “What are you doing?” I ask.
“Showing you just how much.”