“So, you could’ve asked.”
“I did ask. You weren’t interested in protecting yourself, so I did it for you.”
“You don’t get to make decisions for me. That’s not how a relationship works. If I remember correctly, we’re engaged now.”
“We are.” He lowered his lips to my ear. “There may have been another reason for the abduction other than just possessiveness and pleasure.
The smell of something burning had me pushing his face away from mine. “Stop burning yourself on my earrings. How many times do I have to say this?”
“As many times as it takes for you to take swap them out.”
“Fine. Find me some other earrings so the holes don’t close, and I’ll take them out. I’m sure you can charm the jewelry off a female werewolf with as many piercings as me.”
“Can do. Stay here.” He strode away, pausing in the doorway. “In the spirit of transparency, I had my enforcers put automatic locks on some of the doors here. You’re not getting out of this room without the code.”
“Are you going to give me the code?”
“Not at the moment.”
I lifted my middle finger, and he grinned as he headed out.
I shouldn’t have liked him so much.
But I did.
Maverick was back lessthan ten minutes later with an expensive-looking box of gold hoops and studs that matched the ones I was wearing almost perfectly. The way they were packed and the box they were in made it clear that they were brand new.
“Victory.” He held up the box.
I sighed. “When did you buy those?”
“The first time I burned myself on your ear.”
“You’re so obnoxiously cocky. How has no one killed you yet?”
“Great effort has been made.”
“That’s kind of comforting, I guess.”
He followed me into the bathroom, and proceeded to help me replace the jewelry as I pulled out the silver pieces one by one.
It felt like accepting defeat.
And like accepting that I really did have feelings for him.
And like... well, moving on from who I’d been.
I didn’t know what was going to happen in the next week, but whatever it was, it was going to change my life permanently. I could never be the person I was before I met Maverick again.
Whoever I was now, I needed to figure out how to embrace it. Or accept it, at the very least.
“If you were going to bite me, would you bite me twice?” I asked him, as he carefully replaced one of the hoops I’d removed a few seconds earlier.“Like you did the first day?”
“WhenI bite you, yes, I’ll bite you twice. Unless you’re opposed to that, obviously. It’s your throat, but that’s the way we started.”
“How long would you want to wait before making things official between us?” He could probably hear the curiosity in my voice.
“Sugar, I’d bite you right now if I thought you were on board with it.”
