Seeds of Doubt

Maverick’s POV

I sat quietly at the table, not giving any room for conversation.

Throughout dinner, Tessa scraped the plate a bit too loud like she had something to say, but didn’t know where to start. I could already hear everything within her and she knew I did, but I acted like I didn’t, my sole focus on my food.

We were the only ones at dinner, usually it’s only me, but somehow she said she wa