~Maverick~
Damn it. Damn it. Damn it, Maverick. Stop f*****g kissing her.
But I couldn’t.
The second my mouth met hers against that door, something inside me snapped. Her lips were soft, warm, still tasting like the faint sweetness of whatever lip balm she used. And the way she had looked at me moments before, voice cracking, eyes full of doubt while she asked if she was attractive, if she had s****l appeal, it f*****g destroyed me.
She was so much more than that.
Pretty. Beautiful, actually. Cute in that quiet way that used to make me look for her on her porch when we were kids. Endearing when she got flustered. And hot as hell right now, wearing my sweater that swallowed her whole, her cheeks flushed and eyes wide with surprise and want.
Her breathing was uneven, matching mine. I t
