Maverick POV

“We’ve been sitting here for hours. Why don’t you call Rex and ask him if Reid escaped or not?” Odessa said, her tone sharp and tired.

“I think you’re just hungry.”

She glared at me.

“Have I told you your eyes are really sexy?”

She shut her eyes and leaned back in the driver’s seat.

“There’s no way one man could spend so much time in a pawn shop. There must be a secret underground club or something.”

“I like your imagination, Wildcat.”

My Wildcat ...