Who Did You Sell It To

"Say, when are you going back to your place to sleep?" Lying on the sofa languidly, Pierre struck a bewitching pose. "Can't I sleep here?"

"Cut it out!" Selena was sitting on the sofa, channel-surfing in boredom. There isn't any interesting movie, but even if there is, it can't possibly be as riveting as the godlike man beside me. All of a sudden, she stretched out a hand and covered his face. "Can you stop staring at me like that?"

"Are you shy? You're the president of JNS Corporation who has a net worth of over a billion, yet you're shy when someone looks at you?"

Selena cast him a sidelong glance. "Are you leaving, or are you not?"

"There's finally no one else here besides you and me, so shouldn't we do some couple stuff since we're dating?"

It does make sense, Selena mused.

However, I just feel somewhat bored with couple stuff and dating. Perhaps it's because I'm already a mother now.