“You. You, Ryan. Only you. You just gotta figure out where we’ll be at the end of the game.”
I want to be with her. I don’t care about anything else because she’s my end game.
My eyes burn as I hold her close. “I’m just confused.”
“Okay,” she says softly. “Is there anything I can do?”
“Hold me?”
“Done,” she says, holding me closer before she places a kiss to my jaw.
“Love me, even though I drive you insane?”
She giggles against my skin. “Been doing that.”
“Maybe a blow job in a bit?”
“Already planned it.”
I smirk against her cheek, and I feel her smile against mine. “I love you, Sofia.”
“I love you more, Ryan.”
“If you say so,” I say, because she doesn’t.
There’s no way.
I love her more than I love myself.