Chapter TWENTY-ONE-PENELOPE

One week passed by in a blur of shortened days and endless nights. I was already practically moved in with Max, so it shouldn’t have surprised me when he broached the question.

“I don’t think I could stay away from you if I tried,” I told him honestly.

“Good Girl,” Max growled, using his signature move, holding me with both hands on my neck and kissing me until I barely remembered my own name.

“That’s easy, Sugarplum. It’s Penelope. But I’m hoping to change your last name to Leeds,” he said, and I could not believe my eyes when my sexy little Devil dropped to one knee and held a ring out to me.

“Max! Are you serious?”

“You wanna play the question game right now, Sweetness? Nah. It’s my turn,” he growled, his voice sexy and deep. Just the way I liked it.