Chapter Twelve
MAVERICK
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss Olivia when she’s not around. It gets lonely in the hotel room all alone. I actually liked sharing a room with her, but I won’t admit that to her. Not yet anyway.
However, I wasn’t lying about her moaning my name in her sleep. The first time I heard it, I thought I’d imagined it. A few moments later, she said it again, and that time I knew for sure I wasn’t hallucinating.
Though I enjoyed giving her s**t about it, I could see how embarrassed she was. It gave me a thrill to know she’d been dreaming about me. She pretends to hate my guts all day, but her subconscious betrayed her, and now I know I’m slowly breaking her down. She may live her life on a strict schedule, but I can see something deeper is going on in that head of h
