MADISON
'Marry me,' he offered last night.
I spent the night in his arms wondering if he was intoxicated when he said those two words or if I was officially insane, imagining things that included getting married to Caden Thaddeus.
My legal stepbrother.
A few days ago, no one knew Caden could offer a full night committed without tossing you out of his room or sneaking to somewhere else to spend the night.
Yet today, he was helping me pack up while he reminded me how I'd have to live with his disorganized ass for the rest of my life.
It was obvious Caden was confident I was going to say yes to his proposal.
A part of me was too, but the other was uncertain of the real consequences.
Not that I care about what Dad will think since we're about to leave New York.
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