Lucrezia could barely believe this man.
Her body was vibrating and sweat beaded her forehead.
What they were doing was the most extreme form of immorality.
Wrapped desperately in each other's arms in a hospital spoke volumes about their morals right now.
This was the very place where only the lives of people should matter and not some wild sexual desires but Maverick now, not only wanted to make out with her inside a restroom but also wanted her to answer such a silly question.
"Yes," She told him, dropping her ego to the ground. It wouldn't help in this situation and she was certain he would gladly keep torturing her until she gave him the answer he wanted.
Maverick looked excited with her reply as he moved his hands that were still on her lap, tracing his fingers over her leggings and trailing them all the way up to her hips.
The action was simple, but it sent a powerful message.
"Yes...what?" He asked her and her eyes widened at him.
