Mackenzie
“This isn’t the way to your house or mine,” I stated when I noticed that Maverick was driving away from the city. “Nope, it isn’t,” he chuckled as he gave me a playful side glance. After our make-up s*x, we talked and hashed things out until the wee hours of the morning, and so I was kind of expecting that our leaving his club meant that we were going to call it a night. Apparently, Maverick had a different idea, and while I was actually feeling tired, I also couldn’t help but feel intrigued. “This is kidnapping, you know,” I snorted, clearly infected by his sudden playfulness. “This is exactly kidnapping,” he teased back, which made me grin like a total fan girl. “Seriously, where are you taking me?”
“Somewhere private and away from people, right by this awesome beach.” I want
