Maverick watched as Dana ate, wondering what was going through her head. For a while he was certain she was going to demand her phone back, to be taken to Sean’s house or home and never to see him again, but now, as she ate with a single-minded determination, he wasn’t so sure. Something seemed to have changed her direction and he couldn’t tell what.
They’d almost finished eating when Jake came in and set Dana’s phone on the table beside Maverick, then walked away without another word. It wasn’t the Jake was being rude, just that he didn’t say a lot more than he had to. Maverick slid the phone over to Dana.
“You’re phone. Did he make you unlock it so he could call me?”
Dana looked down at the table as she shook her head.
“It wasn’t locked. And unless he changed something, or your man w
