Chapter 15-3

Marley sighed, softening. "Gods of course I would, Matthews." How could he ever go one second thinking his career, his fame, was what mattered to her? "I love you and I'll always love you and it doesn't matter what your future career is. I'd cheer you on if you were in golf or wrestling or chess or if you flipped burgers for the rest of your life." It took Aiden a moment to process her words, and when he did, he raised an eyebrow, a playful grin on his lips. "Flipping burgers? Really?" "Really," she confirmed with not a shadow of a doubt. "I would still kiss you when you came home to me if you were covered in grease and smelled like a fast food chain. I'd eat your burgers even after I became sick on them. If you made ten dollars a year I'd live in a shack with you. I don't care about how much money you have or how much you'll make. I don't care about your family name. I just want you to be happy, and to be wherever you are Aiden Matthews so don't you dare ask me that again