~Taylor~
This was a big mistake.
I sat on the wooden bench in the campus food quad, the smell of grilled street corn, pretzels, and hot chocolate floating around us in the cold evening air.
String lights twinkled overhead, and students moved between the vendor stalls, laughing and chatting like their lives weren’t currently a chaotic mess. Meanwhile, I was stuck between my very loud, very protective best friends and the boy who had officially turned my brain into scrambled eggs.
Maverick sat beside me, his massive frame taking up more space than should be legal. Becky and Samantha were on my other side, aggressively crunching on kettle chips while staring at him like he was a science experiment.
“So,” Samantha said around a mouthful of chips, not even trying to be subtle. “Am I going
