“Are you asking me on a date, Max Anderson?” She smirks teasingly and grins at him mischievously, causing him to roll his eyes playfully.

“Sure. Why not? Let’s go to bed.” She stands up and grabs one of Max’s hands, pulling him towards their bedroom.

They both change into pajamas, Max changing into sweats and a shirt and Sophie wearing a pair of jeans and a hoodie. They climb under the covers and lie next to each other, facing each other and holding onto each other tightly.

“Good night, Sophie.” He says quietly, kissing her forehead gently and closing his eyes.

“Good night, Max, I love you.” She leans closer...