A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married novel Chapter 83

He felt bitter.

There was also a bit of guilt in his heart.

In the end, his heart ached.

Maverick's eyes flashed. The mixed feelings surged through him. He didn't conceal them in front of Everly.

He looked down at Everly in his arms. She was rubbing against his arms. He also wanted her, but he couldn't.

He knew what she was suffering now. He was willing to suffer it together with her.

Maverick reached out and pinched Everly's chin. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "I won't sleep with you at this time."

Everly trembled slightly.

She knew what she was longing for. She felt sad and ashamed, but she wanted him so much.

Everly had never encountered such a situation.

However, she could not deny that she wanted to sleep with this man.

She was an adult.

...

She even despairingly thought, "Anyway, it's not my first time. I ask for nothing. I just wanted to sleep with you."

Everly was not a very bashful woman. If it was Maverick, she was willing.

Didn't he want her?

She felt she was a little drunk. She had been so initiative. Why did he not want her?

Wasn't that why he approached her?

She lost her rationality influenced by the remaining drugs in her body. She hugged Maverick out of control. She whined and pouted, "Don't you want me?"

Maverick stiffened.

She always said things that would surprise him. He shouldn't come here.

She was thousands of times more enchanting now than when she was drunk.

He sighed, picked her up, and put her on the marble platform on the side. Her clothes had been wet.

Maverick didn't take off her clothes. He turned on the faucet and sprayed the cold water on her body.

His eyes were dark, but his tone was very gentle. He knew his words might be useless, but he still said word by word, "Not now."

"It's my fault that you are like this. I won't sleep with you. Raise your hand. They are injured. You can't touch the water."

"I'll help you. Don't move."

However, Everly was not obedient. She was aggrieved and enjoyed being pampered.

She thought in a daze that Maverick would not be angry at her and should give her whatever she wanted.

No matter what he said, she felt uncomfortable and he had to help her.

She kept seducing Maverick.

Maverick used cold water to cool her down, but Maverick finally realized that it was useless.

When Hendrix returned, Everly had fallen asleep.

Maverick had changed his clothes.

He stood on the balcony of the ward and smoked.

He looked lonely. The sleeves of his shirt were slightly rolled up. He held a cigarette with his fingers and supported himself on the balcony railing. The dim yellow light shined on him. He looked so handsome and sexy.

"The smoke after sex?" Hendrix thought.

He suddenly realized that he was a little inconsiderate.

His sister was forced to drink those things. Maverick was a man.

Thinking of this, Hendrix was a little annoyed. He walked to the balcony.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Maverick pinched off the cigarette butt and turned around. Hendrix was standing in front of him. He frowned and said word by word, "I shouldn't leave, right? What did you do to Everly?"

At such a close distance, Hendrix discovered that there was a scratch on Maverick's chin.

It was scratched by a woman.

He was stunned and then annoyed.

Maverick had changed his clothes and his hair was wet. He had just taken a shower. He must have slept with Everly.

"What do you think I can do to her?" Maverick sneered, "If it was not me, could you be at ease?"

"Of course not," Hendrix answered. "Although you are sinister sometimes, I believe in you."

Maverick raised his eyebrows, "That's fine. I won't hurt her. She is mine."