It was Sunday and Maverick hadn't slept since the night of Stefano's party. Every little sound kept him at attention for the last few nights.
With Stevie still being angry with him, he couldn't really concentrate on anything outside of her being upset with him. Why it bothered him so much that she still wanted little to do with him outside employee-employer conversation was getting to him.
He knew why he let it get to him to this point; he wasn't so stubborn as to not to admit to himself that he was harboring a small crush on her. He just didn't know where these feelings came from.
Maverick stood there in the mirror of his bathroom, the steam gradually disappearing from the reflection shown. The circles under his eyes weren't too bad but certainly noticeable enough if someone like hi
