"Penny for your thoughts?"
Maxen glanced down at Cosette, caressing her bare back while she was resting her head on his chest. After driving for about thirty minutes, he offered for the two of them to stay in his suite where he was staying. Cosette was someone who had an image to protect, and if anyone saw her with him, it would be over for her. Hence, it took them two hours before rolling under the sheets.
"I'm tired," was all she said.
Maxen remained silent, looking up at the ceiling. "How was your business with the Quinns?" he asked out of plain curiosity.
"It's not bad," Cosette answered, keeping it short and simple.
"Hah… is that so?"
Cosette fluttered her eyelashes ever so slowly, smiling subtly. "You never asked me about anything." She propped her elbow on the space between them, adjusting her position to look at him.
