She wanted to show Maverick that she cared for her and respected her secret."You really are a cute boy," she smiled sweetly and took her by the hand. ...averick did, too. He'd lived like a boy since he was very young and had always had short hair. He hated her female body and even had the doctor put him on hormones, and even had a little stubble on his face."Come on. I've run a hot bath and arranged separate sleeping quarters for you. I got my dad to let you sleep in the shack next to the pasture. .you could just take care of this yourself. It doesn't need to be a big deal. You told yourself that was why you wore the short skirt. You couldn't think of an explanation for the corset and heels.---Now you're alone, on the corner and a the lights of a dingy, older model car pass over you before it slows, stops, and the back seat door opens. A deep voice commands you to get in. The car is dark, and it takes you a moment to figure out its the guy in the passenger seat smoking weed. The man in. His face leaned into mine. Rage, and passion intertwined into his face. “Because you took down three hunters, within fifteen seconds. In addition to the fact that you have somehow managed to elude every question I have ever asked you. You aren’t leaving until I get answers.” I was hungry, and I needed to get out of there. I couldn’t vanish out to my home, if they had my license no doubt they knew where I lived. My defenses were falling apart. I sighed in resignation. “What do you want to know?”. .. now I knew for sure that something was not quite right. But by the time I could stop the treadmill and jump off to go after her, she was nowhere to be seen.I decided to send her a text: “What’s wrong?”I received a five-word response: “Blocking you. Leave me alone.”I tried to ponder what could possibly have prompted this. Did I say something wrong? Do something wrong? Certainly something changed her mind about me. The problem was, I couldn’t think of anything I did or said that she would take.