AMARA was about to go home and Maverick would give her a ride but the rain suddenly poured. The rain was pouring heavily. There were even thunderstorms. Amara was scared and cling to Maverick’s arm.
Maverick smiled. “Scared?” he teased.
Amara immediately stood properly and composed herself. “No,” she said boldly.
But the thunder suddenly struck again.
Amara tried her best not to scream and cling to Maverick, but her body betrayed her. She still clung to Maverick.
Maverick chuckled and hugged his mate. “There. Don’t be embarrassed if you want to seek comfort by hugging me.”
Amara glared at Maverick. “You’re teasing me.”
Smiling, he looked outside through the glass wall. He sighed. And it was already dusk. “It was pouring heavily. Even if I have a car to escort you home. The road mi
