We arrived at the first game, which was Mortal Kombat, and Maverick’s eyes lit up. She rubbed her hands together as she stepped forward.
“I’m thirty-four, and my birthday is October first. How old are you?”
She looked a lot younger than she was. I would have pegged her to be in her late twenties.
I got into position to play and pressed the button to start the game.
“Thirty-six, and February twenty-seventh.” I glanced over at her because as soon as the game started, she was on my ass. I couldn’t even focus on playing because I was too busy watching her as she stared at the screen, biting the corner of her lip.
She was so into it that I almost regretted it.
“Did you even try to play?” Maverick asked after she won the first round.
“I ain’t gonna hold you, I didn’t. You were so engrossed in it that I couldn’t do anything but watch you.”
Her cheeks rose as the second round started.
“Pay attention, Onyx, or I’m going to kick your ass again.”
I snapped out of the hold she had me in and focused on the game. We went a few rounds with her beating me most of the time.
Over the next couple of hours, we played multiple games and got to know each other. It was basic shit like her favorite foods and favorite colors. She told me her favorite video game. For some reason, it was wild to me that she liked to play video games. I’d never met a woman who was into gaming like she was.
After we took turns winning against each other, we went to the food court to get something to eat.
Once we ordered our food, we found an empty table to sit at.
“How’s Miss Turquoise doing?” Maverick asked once she was seated.
“She’s doing okay so far. I did notice that the medication helped.”
It was hard not being able to figure out what she could and couldn’t eat. Some days she ate certain things and it wouldn’t bother her, but then other days, it would.
“That’s good. I’m sure we will have a proper diagnosis soon.”
“Do you know how long it takes for the results?”
“Yes.” She went on to explain the process and how long everything should take. I didn’t want to take too much time talking about it since she wasn’t in doctor mode.
“How have you been since the fire?”
Maverick glanced down at the floor, then back at me for a brief second. She folded her hands in her lap as her shoulders dropped.
“It’s been an adjustment. I’m used to being on my own, and having to live with someone else is not easy. Granted, Kayla doesn’t bother me, but still. I liked to walk around the house in next to nothing most of the time. Now I have to wear clothes just to get a bottle of water from the kitchen.” She giggled andpushed a fallen strand of hair behind her ear. She’d finally given me her eyes again.
When I picked her up, she had her hair down around her face. Once we started playing games, she put it into a ponytail. She even shed her sweater and just wore a T-shirt.
The thought of walking around the house in barely any clothes had my dick pressing against my pants. I would have loved to see it for myself.
“I can understand that. Do you know when you’ll be able to go back home?” I couldn’t imagine not being able to be in my own home.
“Probably another week or so. It wasn’t much damage, so they said it wouldn’t take long.”
Someone delivered our food to the table, so we paused our conversation. I ordered the smokehouse BBQ ribs, while Maverick ordered boneless BBQ wings and fries. For drinks, Maverick had a blueberry lemonade with vodka, and I had a Long Island iced tea. I had a one-drink maximum since I was the driver.
“That’s not too bad, but I feel you. It’s a good thing that there wasn’t more damage.”
“That’s true. I wanted to thank you again for saving my life. I’m not even sure how you found me, or how long I was out of it.”
