Chapter Thirty-Seven

Maverick’s pov-

Torment some other girl with my bullshit? What the hell does that mean? what the hell did I do? She left me standing on the edge of her driveway in a whirlpool of confusion. What did I actually do?

“Nina” I called chasing after her with inhumane speed, but I couldn’t care anymore she was so obviously hurt and angry with something I did, and I didn’t want that. I didn’t want her to ever be hurt by something I did or said.

“What does that mean?” I asked as she stood to her tip toes trying to reach her hand up to the hanging basket where Jesse keeps the spare key.

“Nina” I let out spinning her around by her hips demanding she give me her attention, even for just a minute in order for me to fix or figure out what it was that I had done. I winced seeing her stumble in reaction to my forceful and blatant eagerness.

“Jesus Maverick” she steadied herself with her fists clinging to my shirt and my wolf wined at the look of fright that masked her facial expression.

“Shit, I