Odessa POV

The test came back negative.

“Are you happy now, Evyn?” I sounded more irritated than I wanted to. My problems weren’t her fault.

My best friend sat on my old bed. She lifted her right shoulder. “A mini Odessa would have been nice.”

“Or a little Maverick,” I whispered.

“Ugh, Odessa. You know he’s crazy about you, right?”

“Or maybe just crazy,” I muttered.

I sniffled. I have to go to work in a few minutes. Being around his scent was heartbreaking and ...