Maya's POV

Something told me Vera wasn’t going to let this go, and judging by the look on my mother’s face, she knew it too. The tension lingered in the air until my mother finally broke the silence.

“Come on, Maya,” she said. “Let’s go train. I want to teach you a few new things. We’ll head to the training building, I’ll get you set up, and then I’ll take Wade home for a quick shower.”

“I don’t need a shower, love,” Wade replied, wrapping an arm around her. “I’ll ...