Chapter 482

• "Wanna give one a go?" I suggest to her with a small grin.
• "Might be a bit premature, don't think Max is the marriage type quiet yet" She responds with a quiet giggle, then catches herself as we all stop and gape at her. She hasn't mentioned Max in that context in a very long time. Behind Poppy, Fran quietly hops up and down with excited glee.
• "Talked to him lately?" I ask as innocently as I can manage as I make my way back over to the podium, dipping my toes into the Max conversation that I've been dying to have with her for months now.