Odessa POV
“Just let me see it.”
“No, I’ll wait for the nurse.”
“I’m more than qualified to look at you.”
He snorted. I gasped.
“Okay, I’m sorry mate. Of course, you’re qualified. You’re more than qualified to make me feel good.”
Maverick was the one who confronted his uncle, but I was the one shaking. How did I expect to examine his wounds like this?
I stared at the door. What if Seth came back?
“What do you think he’s going to do?” I asked.
Maverick grimaced. “He’s harmless.”
“Harmless? He knew you were injured but slammed you against the door.”
“Come on, Odessa. That was hardly anything.”
“Has he…” I hesitated before I finished my sentence. We rarely spoke about his Uncle. Maverick wasn’t affectionate towards him either. “Has he ever hit you before?”
I watched as he curled
