"If you hate me so much, stop clinging to me." Maxen narrowed his eyes and tapped Cosette's arms, signaling her to let him go.
Cosette grinned and wrapped her leg around his leg. "I hate you so much and I know the feeling is mutual. Therefore, sticking around is better. I won't give you your happy ending."
Maxen chuckled before he mustered his energy, flipping their position until he was hovering over her. He gazed down at her, bending over, brushing the apex of his nose against her. But before he could claim her lips for the next round of passion, Cosette spoke.
"What do you think will happen if we met earlier?" Maxen knitted his brows as he drew his head back slightly at her question. "You… think I can't be with you because apparently, you're one of the police's top criminals that should be locked in prison. But what if we met earlier?"
