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“This is the master bedroom,” he explains.
A king-size bed sits in the middle of the room. I look up to the raised ceilings and the crystal-like chandelier. He leads me to a spa-like suite and a massive walk-in closet that looks like another bedroom. I stop in my tracks when I see half of the wardrobe has female clothing of all types and shoes lined up perfectly on the floor.
“Those belong to you.”
I turn to face Maverick, who is staring at me. I see the reluctance of my reaction in his blue eyes. “Why? How?” I have so many questions but feel guilty for asking after what happened an hour ago.
“I brought this place for you—for us. When I’m working, I want you to have a place of your own.”
I have no words and walk past him in awe and shock as I pass another bedroom that looks like a little boy’s room.
“This is Shaun’s room. I had it decorated like his current room at your mom’s house, but added a few things like a desk, toy chest, and a television with a video game console.”
When he leads me to the third bedroom, I want to cry.
“It’s your own art studio.” He explains the obvious.
The room is bright with windows that let in natural light. I walk toward the bare walls and touch the texture.
“I had it made that way so you can create a mural.”
Tears burn in the back of my eyes as I take in the rest of the room. He thought of everything from a drawing table, plenty of shelf space, paints, easels, a small desk for digital work, laptop, pallets, to windows for ventilation.
“Ricky,” I whisper, adoration laced in my tone. Maverick wraps his arms around me, resting his chin on my head.
“I love you, Scar.” My heart stops beating in my chest. I swing around to face him.
“What did you say?”
He pulls me into his chest. “I love you. I think I always have. It’s fucked up, I know, but I loved you even then. You mean the world to me, and I wanted to give you the world in return.”
“I love you too,” I cry and bury my face in his chest. “I don’t know how to do this,” I confess.
“Scar, I’m so fucking sorry. You have to believe that I did everything I could to keep you safe and out of the spotlight. The last thing I wanted to do is hurt you. I know you don’t want this life, but I’m selfish because I wantyou.”
The truth behind his words makes me cry harder.
“Please tell me you’re not still with Skylar.” My voice is muffled from me being pressed against his hard chest.
He pulls me back and gives me a pointed look. “Skylar and I have been over for years. I don’t want her. I want you. Please tell me you believe me.”
“I do.”
The tension in his jaw and shoulders relaxes and tears glisten in his eyes. I can’t resist and slam my lips against his. He groans and lifts me up by my ass, forcing my legs to wrap around him.
We kiss in a starved frenzy.
His strong hands roam all over my body.
I grip his hair, feeling ravenously hungry for his taste.
Our tongues tangle together, spurring me on. I feel the arousal between my legs and embarrassedly thrust my hips against him.
“You drive me fucking crazy,” he moans against my lips.
I cry out in pleasure, wanting more.
“Fuck.” He carries me toward the bed and lies me down, carrying himself with me without breaking the kiss. He sucks on my tongue and dives back in with more force than necessary.
