MAVERICKI reported to work two hours earlier so I could go home and wash my clothes.“So, where’s your hot and rich boyfriend?” Genesis teased me as she placed down orders on the tray for table five with four women in heavy makeup.“He’s not my boyfriend, GG.”She smirked, glancing at my hand. “Not your boyfriend. Perhaps a fiancee or a husband?”“Just send those orders before Rocco comes and fires us.”“Fine, but I will grill you with questions about your hot-not-boyfriend. And you barely come home, woman. He must be that good.”“Oh, my God.” I widened my eyes because I was sure Dallas was listening, and the customers kept coming.“Don’t mind me, Maverick, but I’m interested if you lost interest in him.” He winked, shocking me more. “I’m into both.”“Oh. Okay, cowboy.” I laughed as I dropped olives into the Martini.Genesis came back, still wearing that mischievous smile on her face. “How big he is?”“You saw him. Thick and long,” Dallas replied, making my face flush with embarrassm
LAKE“How the fuck did that happen, Huxley?” I was already vibrating in anger. My muscles tensed everywhere, and I wanted to throw punches at someone’s face.“She asked me to leave after I followed her to her work.”“Didn’t I specifically tell you to drive her to the Bazz?”“Yes, sir, but she insisted on going by her car alone, or she wouldn’t go to work.” Of course, she would do that.“But she’s a freaking woman, Huxley. You could have done better than that. I trusted you with her life, and I knew you could handle that kind of situation. It was not even a hostile situation. How did you become so incompetent? Now, what the fuck happened?”“Sir, I’m on my way to her work. Mr. Cordoso just informed me, and I haven’t gotten all the details.”“Is my wife okay, Huxley? Fucking answer me, or I swear to God, you wouldn’t be able to find a job again.”“She’s fine.”“Then what fucking happened?”“A group of women came to her work and—” My phone beeped. I had a call waiting. It was Linden on th
MAVERICKI couldn’t believe they vandalized my car with lipstick. They wrote bitch and slut in bold letters on the windshield.I was furious— mad, but I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of proving them right. Homer just arrived before I could even get in my car. I didn’t even know how he got in here so fast, and he told me not to watch the video. So, I followed his advice.He offered to drive home, and when I told him I wanted to go to my apartment, he didn’t resist.I showered and washed off the scent of martini on my body, then changed into an anime-printed T-shirt and pajama bottoms. Since I haven’t bought a bed or a mattress, I had to crash on the couch for tonight.I wasn’t done putting some boxes in the corner when I heard a knock.When I thought it was Homer, I was wrong. Seeing Lake in my apartment and my room was both a relief and a shock. I saw the anger and pain in his eyes, but all died away before he hugged me tight.I sighed in his arms as I hugged him back, but what
LAKEWith money and connections, my wife got her furniture in just a few hours. The men who delivered and installed the bedroom set just left. I was tired and sleepy, but Maverick still cleaned the closet and put her clothes in place. She locked the room and didn’t allow anyone to get in.I knocked again. This time, I had reasons. “For how long are you going to lock the door, Maverick? The food is getting cold.”“Just a minute.”I shook my head as I joined the guys in the small kitchen. “I can’t fucking believe it. Why am I not allowed to get in?”Homer shook his head in amusement.“Do you have something to say?”“Girls value their privacy a lot. They have things they didn’t want boys to see.”“Like what?”“Tampons, underwear, shavers, maybe pictures with their exes, love letters, and so on,” Owen replied.“Sex toys.” Homer shrugged.My blood started rushing in my head. “Sex toys?”“What are you guys talking about?”My spine stiffened, and I turned around. She was beautiful, looking s
MAVERICKThis man kissed me like he was honored. Lake kissed me like it was the end of the world tomorrow. Then he took his time, with no urgency but passion between us, and he absolutely knew how to make a woman’s ovary beg. He was a damn good kisser.I’d never kissed many, but his way was definitely memorable.His hand slipped into my pajama top, dragging his hand all the way to my chest, leaving traces of electrifying sensations in its wake.I wasn’t wearing anything sexy or cute, and it was intentional. Since our sexual tensions crackled between us, becoming more intense, I tried not to wear something revealing that gave him the idea of seducing him.I was hoping this night would end without me waking up tomorrow with regrets. Still, the way he looked at me with such intensity of desires in his eyes, like I only existed for him to be fondled, I got the feeling that we both felt the same and maybe whatever was going on between us—the tension would die away once we slept together.H
LAKEShe was fucking clueless. She was fucking hot, and she had no idea.If I didn’t value her, I would have fucked her, but I had great respect for her, and I didn’t want her to regret sleeping with me when she woke up the following day.And the fucking agreement started to piss me off— really pissed off. It was getting our way, and she had never been a rulebreaker.I slept with a raging hard-on after I sent a text to my assistant, and I was exhausted.I woke up too early and went to my mini gym to run on a treadmill and lift some weight. After that, I put on my gloves and threw punches and kicks on the bag. I was sweating, my heart pumping so hard, and I began to catch my breath.It felt good, but I was still pissed off at myself and the entire situation I put myself into.I needed to blow off some steam because the image of Maverick naked kept taunting me, and the softness of her skin, the feel of her breast on my palm, and those moans she did when we kissed. She was just goddamn b
LAKE“Um. I changed my mind. I don’t want a spa anymore.” I felt the firm grip of her hand around mine.We were already inside the salon, our booking confirmed, when she suddenly changed her mind, which confused me.“Why? What’s wrong?” I looked at her, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.“The women over there are the ones at the Bazz.”I followed her gaze. Those women chatting while getting their nails done with Champagne on the table. “Those two?”“Yeah. So can we get out of here now?”“Of course, baby. Hold on a minute. Stay here. Don’t move.”“Where are you going?” She looked worried.“Trust me on this.”I went to the girls, and they instantly recognized me.“Lake?” The blonde smiled widely.“Oh, my God. What are you doing here? Nat would be so jealous right now.” She shooed the woman doing her nails.“Really? Well, tell her this. If any of you, and that includes her, will pull that stunt again on my wife, I will sue all your asses and make sure you all in up in Mexico? Did you fuckin
MAVERICKI was so nervous, and riding in the chopper didn’t help. I started fidgeting as we walked into the massive entrance of Beatreigh’s mansion.“Darling, you made it.” the voice just came from nowhere, and I was instantly engulfed and squeezed in a hug.“Oh, hi. It’s an honor to meet you, Mrs. Winston.” I returned the hug.“Just Beatreigh or Bea, darling. You are Mrs. Winston. I dropped that name a long time ago,” she said with a smile. She looked younger to have a son of Lake’s age. She was also beautiful, with bright blue eyes and a fabulous smile.“Well, hello, Mom.”Beatreigh chuckled, kissing her son on the cheeks. “Hey, bunny.”“Right. Still bunny, even in front of my wife.” He kissed his mother back.“Come with me,” she said excitedly.Lake might have still sensed my nervousness. He took my hand as we followed his mother.The view in the backyard was spectacular, with vast greenery and blooming flowers.“Wow. It’s beautiful.” It was one of the most beautiful places I’d see