Chapter 21

There was a time when Heidi would trail Maverick everywhere like a puppy, all for the chance to taste one of his meals. Look at how things had turned out. He went out, held another woman in his arms, and came back home to play the dutiful chef. Thinking of that couple from the hospital, Heidi didn't hold back. "Pork ribs." Maverick pulled out his phone, placed an order, and stepped into the kitchen. Before long, the grocery delivery arrived, and the sound of chopping came from the kitchen. She stared, unblinking, at his back. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and the apron made him look both domestic and undeniably attractive. It was a sight to behold. And his stamina was impressive. After taking care of one woman, he could still come back to take care of the other. An hour later, pork ribs, sauteed asparagus, and mushroom soup were ready. Everything looked, smelled, and tasted perfect, each plate arranged with care. Maverick sat down and spoke as if it were nothing. "That trend