Hours passed as we chatted and had some small talk. I mean, he did more of the talking; I just sat there nodding my head and listened.
Maverick walks up to the counter, giving Reed his card to pay for the bill. As Reed closes his tab and processes his card, Mav turns around, his eyes landing on me, and winks.
I scoff, crossing my arms.
He grabs his card and receipt from Reed, gives him a fist bump, and says goodbye.
“Ready, dollface?”
I nod, grabbing Rex from my lap, scooting out of the booth.
Maverick bolts in front of me, pushing open the large wooden doors, holding them open with a mock bow.
I roll my eyes, stepping outside. The scent of whiskey, sweet notes of cigars, and cedar is replaced by the faint sweetness of honeysuckle drifting from somewhere down the street.
His Bronco is parked at the curb, metallic dark green paint shimmering underneath the streetlight. He unlocks it and looks over his shoulder. “Your chariot awaits.”
My nose scrunches as I stare at him. “You’re such a flirt, do you ever turn it off?”
“Not for you, baby.”
I dismiss him, climbing into the passenger seat as he closes the door for me.
Rex nestles into his carrier, falling back asleep.
For a while, we drive in easy silence, streetlights flashing across his face, catching the slight curve of his smirk.
“You gonna tell me why I’m here,” I ask, “or is this your attempt at making me fall for you?”
He taps the wheel, eyes on the road. “Patience, dollface. I like a good build-up.”
I scoff. “You’re enjoying this way too much.”
“I enjoy all my time with you,” he says with a grin.
I roll my eyes, turning toward the window. “You don’t even know me.”
“Yet,” he says, glancing over with that smile that should be illegal. “But I’m a quick learner.”
maverick
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“Ready?” I ask.
She glares at me, choosing not to answer as she opens the passenger door and slams it with enough force to shake my damn SUV.
I chuckle to myself as I grab her sleek black suitcase and throw her duffel over my shoulder.
She walks ahead, scanning the property as I trail behind her, smiling to myself like a damn idiot.
I’m not proud of the thoughts I’m having, okay?
My eyes trail along her figure, the curvy expanse of her ass swaying beneath her oversized tee, fuck, do I want to take a bite.
I continue admiring her body as my eyes continue to trail up to her slim waist and slender back, until I’m met with Rex’s beady eyes staring straight into my soul.
Rex hisses at me so violently, I stagger back a step.
