Chapter 134. Perfect Dada

Maverick POV

“Whoa. Why the long face?” I shoved a spoonful of butter pecan ice cream into my mouth as I watched Lake’s face seemingly in deep, miserable thoughts. “Babe?”

“Yeah?” He looked at me, looking guilty.

“Did you just cheat on me in those four hours?”

“Baby, why do you always think like that?”

“Lake, cheating doesn’t only mean you’re sleeping or kissing the other woman. Could be lying, keeping something important from me.”

“I know.” He rose from the chair to join me on the couch. Then he pulled me close to him so he could hug me. “You like that?”

“Yeah. You want some?” I scooped and offered, but he shook his head.

“I want to tell you something.” I could feel the heaviness of guilt in his voice. Whatever he was about to say, I was sure he had reasons.

“Shoot.”

“I went to Nana.” It lightened up my chest when he called my grandmother Nana. One time, when he talked about my father, he called him Papa e