Chapter 118: Lumen

"Take off your jeans," she said.

"When did you get so bossy?" His hands still went to his belt, working the catch quickly.

"You say bossy like it's a bad thing."

He paused, hands clutching the top of his jeans. She could just spy the top of baby blue boxers.

"Bossy isn't bad." His eyes traveled down her body. "It suits you."

She flushed.

They had often butted heads. It was one of the fundamental things that made them who they were together. What mattered was that they'd always talked it out. Someone inevitably had to lead.

Tonight it was her.

Max shoved his jeans and underwear off. He scooted back on the bed, closing the distance between them.

She didn't think he'd grown any since she last saw him, and yet he seemed bigger somehow. All over. He'd settled into who he was and become someone that made himself happy.

Now she wanted him to make her happy. Just for now. Nothing long term.