Cassian and Lucy stepped out of the carriage, both stifling yawns as they glanced up at the Beacon of Knowledge. Dark circles beneath their eyes hinted at the sleepless night, yet their smiles were undeniably bright, brimming with satisfaction and excitement.
They both knew the reason for their fatigue—and for the grins they couldn't quite hide. They'd shared each other's company all through the night, leaving traces of their passion in nearly every corner of the hotel room.
With a smirk and a touch of embarrassment, Lucy muttered, "The poor person who has to clean that room… probably won't be too thrilled."
"If they're not a prude, they might even enjoy the view," Cassian said with a smirk, clearly unbothered, as if the evidence of their night together was a badge of honor.
