After dinner with Maverick, Samantha was with Kendrick going home. Their journey was engulfed in silence. Samantha was looking out the car window thinking about how to start a conversation with Kendrick, while the latter was focused on his driving but glancing at her at times, waiting for her to open the conversation, as he could sense it through her stares at the restaurant that she had something to say but she was holding it back.
“How are the twins?” Kendrick queried after he took his breath and cleared his throat to get Samantha’s attention.
Samantha squirmed slightly in her seat and glanced at Kendrick briefly, then turned back in front.
“They’re good! They were excited for the weekend to come. They said, their grandma and grandpa are giving them a lot of sweets,” Samantha repli
