Two Days Late

Hadley’s POV

I woke up feeling like I had been run over by a truck. No. Not a truck. A very excited Maddox Hayes, who had apparently decided sleep was optional after getting engaged.

Not that I was complaining.

Honestly, sex with Maddox was something I’d gladly take on my deathbed. I could be ninety-seven, hooked to a machine, and still be like, clear my schedule, my man is here.

But right now, my