Don't Hate the Player...Hate the Game(83)

“And I love you too.” I brought my lips to hers, kissing her with a mixture of hunger and love. When I pulled away, I smiled at her. “I’m not going anywhere, Maddie. You mean everything to me—you saved me from the darkness and brought me to the light. And I can’t imagine a future without you in it. I intend on spending the rest of my life with you.”

Maddie kissed me tenderly. “I love you, Noah.”

“I love you too.”

While that traitorous horndog male in me did a happy dance that I was going to get laid in a few weeks, the emotional side of me realized the enormity of the situation. Yeah, I was nineteen, and I’d found my soulmate. And like Maddie had said, Jake’s death had taught me to live in the moment while also looking to the future.

And with my family and friends and Maddie at my side, my future was very, very bright.