Our Thing: An Australian Mafia Romance (Kids of The District Book 2)

I had no idea how good it would feel to make you smile. Fuck me, I’d do just about anything to make you smile. When you smile at me and I'm the reason. . . it feels better than being inside you. I'd give up sex to make you smile."

I may not tell you I love you, but I'm a scary kind of possessive over you, Cassidy. So do us both a favour and don't ask me how I'd feel if you were with another guy unless you want me to lose my fucking mind."

My proud, arrogant Max?
No, my beautiful, family-orientated Max.

My body trembles, and I am a silly little girl because I'd thought love would be warmth in my chest and heart, and peace and contentment in my soul. But it's not contentment. It's not peaceful. It's terrifying. It's so strong that I know it could undo me. It could unravel everything that I am, strip me back until I'm nothing but bare bones and a swollen heart.

"Why are you smiling at me like that?"
"Dunno. . ." His eyes roll around my face, amusement dancing in them. "Very few people surprise me. You, on the other hand, do it constantly."

When I'm around Max, it feels like I've got a million things to say, but they all end up trapped in my throat.

"Happy, little one." He kisses the tip of my nose. "I'm happy."

"I won't be able to sleep tonight unless I know you’re next to me."

Yep, the planet just tilted and now my feet are no longer on the floor because Max has me cradled against his chest. Attempting to focus, I blink a few times, but my vision has disappeared. My head rolls onto his shoulder.

He holds his hand out, and I just stare at it. "Need some help?"

I take a deep breath. Placing one hand in his big palm and the other against the floor, I push myself up as he helps stabilise me. When my legs attempt to take my weight and balance, I stumble. His hands catch my waist and, frick, I'm so aware of them on me right now. Warm. Strong. I look down at them, blinking in confusion as the two hands gripping my middle become four