Maxine Martin’s POV
“How about you, my baby?” I quickly pulled away as my body started to heat up. “What if we go home? The kids will see you looking like this?”
I was really worried. I knew it would take more than a day for the bruises to heal. Between Clifford and Enzo, Clifford got the worst of it, but it was still obvious that Enzo had been in a brawl, so he couldn't go home yet. I suddenly noticed the worry on Enzo's face at what I said.
“Whatever happens, happens, baby,” Enzo just said, then pulled me by the waist, bringing our bodies closer together as we sat side by side. “We’re not going home tonight. Take a day off from school tomorrow to avoid your classmates' gossip. Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to fix the mess I made. I won’t let that William handle things for you. Anything
