Maverick: Good night, Belle.
Belle: Night, Maverick.
That's it.It was all I had.I was in so much trouble.I couldn't even talk to a girl.I could ask her if she liked it.Or was that too forward?
Maverick: Are you reading in bed?
There.That was good.I asked her what she was doing so I could get to know her better.That was a normal conversation starter.Except I'd just told her good night, then dropped a conversation starter.She probably thought I was an idiot.
She snapped a picture of a book propped on her bent knees.I couldn't see her face.But it left me wanting more.She was good at this.
What was the protocol?Did I send her a picture back?
I could ask my brothers, but that was more trouble than it was worth.
Maverick: What are you reading?
Belle: A small town romance
Were those sweet or sexy?Was I allowed to ask that question?
Maverick: Are you reading a sexy scene?
This time it took her longer to answer.
Belle: Maybe.
Maverick: Does it make you think about what we did earlier?
Belle: I'm not going to forget that anytime soon.
So she had liked it.
Maverick: You want to do it again sometime?
Now I sounded like a perv.
Belle: You know I do.
She didn't seem offended though.
Maverick: Would you like it if I read the scene to you while we were in bed?
Belle: I've never done that before.
That was good to know.
Maverick: Would you be up for it?
Belle: That could be hot.
Was she saying that my voice was hot or me reading her sexy scenes would be?I was a mess.
Maverick: I want to see you again.
Belle: What are you thinking?
Maverick: Honestly?I'm not sure.I haven't done this before.
