Chapter Twenty-Two
MAVERICK
The moment my eyes meet hers, it’s as if time stands stills. She’s just as beautiful as the last time I saw her. My heart lurches forward, and though my feet feel frozen to the floor, I force myself to walk toward her. The fact that she’s shocked, with her jaw dropped, makes not telling her I’d be here worth it. I wanted to surprise her but wasn’t sure if this would be a good or bad surprise, considering she hasn’t been talking to me. Distance is hard, but for her, I’d try anything. The only way to tell her how I really feel is in person.
“Maverick. What are you doing here?” she finally asks, blinking hard as if to make sure I’m real.
I don’t immediately answer, and Presley raises her hand, temporarily bringing the attention back to her. “I booked him for a
