"I love you, Lola." Max whispered as he dozed off, cuddling Lola.
Lola hoped that she heard him right, she turned to admire his face in the dim bedside light. After having the best moment of her life, the man that had made her scream out his name in release is snoring softly beside her after murmuring such words to her.
How much she wished that he meant what he said. How she wished to hear him truly apologize and declare his love for her in a more sane manner. They were all heart wishes that made her stay awake, wondering what their lives would look like in the minute he woke up.
Lola didn't recall falling asleep, but she woke up entangled in a hug with Max. She took her time admiring the man that had loved her the right way before he woke up to be the Max that she knows very well. He had stunned her with his love making, then his pronunciation, if the man was always so sweet, then she would have been the happiest woman ever.