Author’s POV
In Max's office Meredith looks at the last details of her creation, while Max smiles at the gorgeous gown that stands before his eyes.
"It doesn't matter if we win or not, this is perfection, Mer!" he said putting his hands around her waist and kissing her temple.
“Are you talking about this gown or about me?” and looks at him raising an eyebrow making Max take her in his arms and kiss her.
"This is not a fighter attitude" she tells him laughing. "You're soaked, alpha Cruz! Where is your characteristic infatuation?" she whispers in his ear, making him shiver.
“It is only your fault. When I am with you I am like a puppy not a ferocious wolf as I should be! ”
"No, you are a sweet kitten!" and Meredith distances herself from him and begins to look carefully at the details o
