Zafrina was running from the hallway. She did not know why, but every time she recalled the feeling of his blood type, her heart beat harder than before.
She arrived in front of Maverick's room. Opening the door, she looked at her brother. "Your friend is in the courtyard. You can visit them later. I will tell the maids to prepare some food."
"I already told them that. But anyway, why are your cheeks red?"
She glared at him and slammed the door shut.
Maverick was speechless. "What did I do?"
Zafrina ran to her room, closed the door, and jumped onto her bed. She put her face in her pillow and screamed. "Why did I run away?"
Her cheeks reddened. "I have never seen that type of blood before. He's so hot…" She screamed again and bashed her head onto the pillow while kicking the bed.
And then she felt her back aching. The muscles tightened from her lower back all the way up to her shoulders and neck. She had been like this since she was a child, but she never got used to it.
Yes, stick your butt out.