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“Were you not feeling good at the reception?”
Drawing in a breath, he slowly exhaled. “I…I don’t remember. I think I felt fine. I brought Stella home and was gonna go out, but I…started…feeling tired and hot.”
I made a mental note to check on my grandmother since she’d spent so much of the evening with Maverick.
“Here, open your mouth a bit.”
When I pressed the ice to his lips, he jolted.
“It’s okay, it’s only ice. Suck on it.”
His eyes lifted to mine, and I swore they grew dark with…was that lust? Desire?
With the ice pressed to his lips, I waited for him to open his mouth. The water was melting quickly, and I watched it roll down his neck and onto the pillow.
“Maverick, please. You need to cool yourself off.”
He opened his lips, and I held the ice so it would drip into his mouth.
“Can you put it in your mouth and suck on it? I don’t want you to swallow it or anything.”
He groaned.
“I know, I know. But it’ll be okay. I promise we’ll get you feeling better soon.”
Reaching up, he grabbed my hand and pulled it away from him. Then he maneuvered my wrist until I was pressing the ice against my own mouth.
I grinned slightly. “You wantmeto have the ice?”
He opened his hand, and I stared at it, confused. “You want to…hold the ice yourself?”
With a barely there nod, he waited for me to put it into his hand. “Let me get you a bigger piece,” I said as I reached formore ice. Once I put the cube into his fingers, he lifted it and traced the ice over my lips.
I shivered, and instinctively reached for his wrist. “Not me, Maverick.Youneed the ice.”
“I want to…I want to put the ice…everywhere…on you.”
Nothing he said made any sense.
“Okay, well…for now, let me have it, and let’s see if we can get you to at least suck on some.”
Maverick closed his eyes and opened his mouth. I slipped the ice cube in and watched him carefully to make sure he didn’t swallow it.
He sucked on it for a bit, then chewed. “More?” he asked.
“Yes. Of course, here’s some more.”
I wasn’t sure how long I sat there and fed him ice cubes, but I grew more worried as time passed. Maverick didn’t look good at all.
“Dad, where are you?” I mumbled.
When Maverick let out a weak groan, grimacing as if in pain, I reached for his hand and kissed the back of it. “Please, Maverick. Please hold on. He’ll be here any second.”
Chapter Four
MAVERICK
I opened my eyes to the sun shining into the sliding-glass doors. I must have forgotten to close the curtains. It was bright as hell, so I slammed my eyes shut again and tried to shake off the fog I seemed to be in.
