[ SHORT FLASHBACK ]
"You're not staying for breakfast?" Cosette stopped in the living area of the penthouse where she was staying. She stared at Maxen, who was closing the door of the bedroom, wearing nothing but a loose shirt, messy hair, and a cup of coffee in her hand.
"No." Maxen smiled at her, marching towards her. He spread his arms slightly wide, wrapping them around her waist to pull her closer to him. His lips were pressed into a thin line, looking at her bare face matched with her morning hair.
Cosette still looked stunning; just the sight of her caused his throat to dry up as if their passionate night last night wasn't enough.
"Do you want me to stay?" he asked playfully, tilting his head to the side.
"Well…" Cosette raised her arms and rested them over his shoulders. "... will you stay if I asked?"
"Ask and we'll see what happens."
