Chapter 91 - Papa

* * * Eve’s POV * * *

Life has been strangely quiet and peaceful over the last two weeks. The most noteworthy events are the birth of Becca’s and Damian’s pups and the upcoming rugby match. It’s been a blissful slice of heaven, and I can certainly get used to it.

Max has asked to take me on a first date, something that he has been unable to do with all the craziness that has happened. You’ve surely seen those photographs where the background is blurred, and the only part in focus is the person pictured. That’s him on our first date. Every other detail of the place blurs as every part of me focuses on every aspect of him. All I remember about the date is how much I feel loved by him and how much I love him.

I’ve woken up this morning to find Max has already gone to the office to meet with Paul before our departure. When I reach for him, I find a piece of paper folded on his pillow. I now sit drinking my coffee, holding that same piece of paper. Rereading the poem, he has written to