I’ve always prided myself on being an understanding wife, so naturally, my concern was immediate. "What's wrong? You don't look so good."

Maverick took a deep breath and shook his head. "It's nothing. Don’t worry about it."

"Come on, tell me." I leaned in, determined to play the role of the compassionate partner he imagined me to be. "What could possibly trouble the all-capable Mr. Jones?"

He hesitated, visibly uncomfortable, before finally letting ...