Odessa POV
“Here you go, Odessa. A special blend for a special girl,” the bartender said, handing me something pink and glittery.
I didn’t know this many people knew my name. For the first time, instead of scowls, gags and laughter, I was greeted with warmth and attention. Thanks to Maverick and nothing I did, but it was nice to feel welcomed.
“Are you flirting with my mate, Luke?” Mav asked, taking a firm shot on the pool table.
Luke, the bartender, smirked. “Wouldn’t dream about it, cap. Now we know your lucky charm.”
Mav looked at me and grinned. Heat spread across my cheeks. I looked away. Seconds later, he wrapped his arms around me.
“You are my lucky charm, Wildcat.”
He picked up the straw and sipped my perfect pink bomb. It tasted like cherry shaved ice with a kick of vodka a
