Chapter 22 - The Kiss

MAVERICK

I 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