~Taylor~
My heart was still racing from the way Maverick had slammed Mako against the wall like it was nothing. One second the guy had opened his stupid mouth, the next Maverick had him pinned, voice protective as he growled, “She’s my girlfriend.”
I was shocked. Not because he defended me, Maverick seemed to do that without thinking, but by how fast and how fierce it was.
I stole a glance at his profile as we walked down the hallway. His jaw was tight, knuckles still slightly bruised from the game. He hadn’t let go of my hand.
The common room had been overwhelming. All those hockey guys, loud and curious, staring at me like I was some kind of sideshow. Alice had been a straight-up b***h, scoffing and rolling her eyes like I didn’t belong there. There was another girl that hadn’t even
