Chapter 35. Connections

Maverick POV

A week ago, it had been an oddly emotional week. I didn’t cry, though, but things had been happening so fast.

I hadn’t seen Lake since that dinner at the Braddson estate, but he texted me every day and had an apology for every text. Though he never asked me to come home, I was grateful. If I were being honest, I missed him.

If there was one thing I made progress, it was the freelance job Estelle and London offered me. They said to grab the opportunity when it arose, so here I was while not on trophy wife duty.

I blinked rapidly because I thought I was going to be blind from flashes. This was my fifth change of outfit for the photoshoot, and my face was thick with heavy makeup, and I could barely open my eyes with false eyelashes.

“I know sometimes it can be overwhelming, but you’ll get used to it.” London didn’t have to be here but stayed for the entire photoshoot.

I felt like I only got this job because of Lake, and