#Chapter335

You, sir, are a twit

Larkin

I awoke to see Maverick smiling at me. “That is kind of creepy.”

“I don’t think so. It’s nice to wake up to a smile.” Maverick shrugged.

I furrowed my brows at him, then looked at my clock. It was eight in the morning, so I did what any college kid on summer break does. I rolled back over and went back to sleep.

“Oh, no, you don’t.” He laid on top of me.

I groaned. “You’re a twit.”

“Yes, but I am a hot twit who loves you.” He gave me a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

I sighed.

“Lark?”

“Yes.”

“Are...