Odessa POV

His hands roamed every inch of me, and it gave me the same buzz in my gut and floating sensation I had when he first touched me. At first, he searched for scars, then it turned into kisses that erased the fear.

Soon, his mouth was on my nipples, giving each one adequate attention. I arched my back and buried my fingers in his hair.

“I missed you so much, Wildcat. It feels like you were gone for months,” Maverick murmured.

“We’re hopeless,” I replied.

He smoothed my hair ...