Chapter Fourteen
Maggie hated simpering women. Women who shrank like violets and didn't speak when men came around. Women who let men speak for them and no longer said anything intelligent when their significant other came into the room.
She was standing in the open air. She'd been having an interesting conversation with a man. A very handsome man at that. Xavier Ramos could only be called beautiful.
He'd been flirting with her, in that way where men didn't really mean it. Where their entire vocabulary consisted of come-ons because they didn't know how to engage a woman's brain. Xavier's interest in her wasn't true. He was flirting because it was in his nature.
Maggie hadn't been bothered by it. They both knew he wasn't serious. It felt more like he was feeling her out than actually ch
