Chayton's Tempest
“Not to mention the man had more muscles than shecould ever dream of a man having.“You know you can ask me a question if you have one,”he said without glancing away from the menu. “Unless you justwant to stare.” That time he did look up.“I don’t know what you are talking about.” She forcedherself to meet his gaze directly as she spoke.Maverick held her gaze. One eyebrow rose but he didn’tdispute her. Seconds before he opened his mouth to speak, thewaitress returned to take their order. He gesticulated forTempest to order first.Maverick’s dark eyes never left her as she ordered herfood. Watching her, he compared how different she was now tohow she’d been as a child. Tempest had grown into a verystunning woman. And from what he’d seen, she was one hell ofa mother.“And you, hon, what can I get for you?” The waitressgrabbed his attention again. Maverick placed his order andthen glanced back across the table at Tempest. She was waitingwith a bland expression on her face.Maverick realized in... that moment it was going to bevery difficult to gain this woman’s trust.MoreLess
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