Latte Darling (Darling #2)

68. Axel

Axel

Maddie steps forward, crashing her body into mine, and I smile.

This girl.

My arms automatically wrap around her. The literal perfect fit.

She’s warm against me, her softness seeping through my clothes and warming me from the inside out.

“This is nice,” her words are quiet, meant for only me.

I lower my head until my cheek is pressed against her hair, “Yeah, Baby Doll, this is nice.”