CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
GAVIN
After two days of silence, I’m wondering if Maize’s given up altogether. Though I’ve accepted her apology, and she’s said she wants a real chance, I won’t be falling back into bed with her that quickly. I’ve been burned too much by her already. She’s spent the past year giving me whiplash with her mood swings, so she needs to prove she’s serious.
I’d love nothing more than to hold Maize Bishop in my arms until the sun rises, but I’m patient.
It’s Monday morning, and I’m heading to the B&B to meet up with the guys for breakfast. It’ll be the first time I’ve been around Maize since Friday, and I’m anxious as hell to talk to her.
“Mornin’.” John greets me when I enter. I tip my hat and flash him a small smile while scanning the room.
Grayson’s already sitting at a
