Maggie’s mind is stuck on the words “… loving him just right …” and all night, while working behind the bar, it mulls about in her mind. Did Max not love her, right? She knows Mason didn’t! She knows Mateo does. But what about Max?
So, of course, the next day, while on her date with Max, she asks him the question that has been bugging her since she thought of it.
“Max, did I love you right while we were married?”
“What? What on earth are you talking about? Mags, I love you dearly, but if this is another one of your rules, I have to admit that I’m not going to do it.” She studies him as he takes a bite of his breakfast and doesn’t even spare her one look.
Okay, fine, so she’s known all along that he isn’t the most romantic man on the planet, but surely, he could answer that simple quest
