VALENCIA'S POV
I touched my neck when he removed his mouth, wincing slightly when I felt the soreness and pain on my skin.
However, the thing that I was dreading didn't happen. I didn't even know if I was really dreading it or what. The thought of it made me anxious, and I raised my voice at him.
Averting my gaze to the man, I sighed apologetically.
"You really thought I would mark you without your permission?" Maverick asked me, his unwavering gaze making me feel even more sorry.
"I am sorry about that," I said, and he smiled.
He shook his head at me.
