" Ben. My boyfriend.” Maddox’s neck was bright pink, blush spreading all the way up to his ears and cheeks as he grabbed Ben’s hand, pulled him closer. Well, now. Suddenly, the whole morning seemed worth it. Getting to claim Maddox publicly, even temporarily, made his pulse thrum. That’s my guy. He sent eye daggers to Miss Nose Ring. That’s right. Mine. As "

― Annabeth Albert , On Point (Out of Uniform, #3)