Kapri's P.O.V.
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"Don't you even think about telling me you aren't hungry," Maverick warned.
I stared at the tray of food in my lap in disgust. The moment I woke up, Maverick practically jumped out of bed to get me food. Thankfully, it's the weekend. I tried to stop him, but he ignored me.
I'm not hungry. Probably because I haven't been eating properly lately. Still, I looked down at the waffles and bacon with a scowl on my face. Not even the fruit or orange juice looks good to me.
"But-"
"Guess I'm force feeding you." Maverick stated before I could even get a word out.
I crossed my arms as Maverick sat on my bed. He pulled the tray into his lap, and started to cut up my food. I looked him over as he did so.
I wonder if he cared about any other girls the wa
