#Chapter335
You, sir, are a twit
Larkin
I awoke to see Maverick smiling at me. /"That is kind of creepy./"
/"I don’t think so. It’s nice to wake up to a smile./" Maverick shrugged.
I furrowed my brows at him, then looked at my clock. It was eight in the morning, so I did what any college kid on summer break does. I rolled back over and went back to sleep.
/"Oh, no, you don’t./" He laid on top of me.
I groaned. /"You’re a twit./"
/"Yes, but I am a hot twit who loves you./" He gave me a sloppy kiss on the cheek.
I sighed.
/"Lark?/"
/"Yes./"
/"Are you okay? You didn’t have another nightmare again, did you?/"
I didn’t look at him, and he knew. Yeah, the nightmares have been more frequent lately. I didn’t understand why.
I was doing fine. Then boom, the nightmares started all over again. Why do I have to be the one to deal with this? Why does life hate me so much?
