'Cohabiting.' Cayenne thought of this word from their apartment all the way to the back to Stefan's house. She was so immersed with her thought that she didn't noticed she already arrived.
"Ayen?" Stefan called her name after opening the car door. He noticed that the taxi arrived outside the house but Cayenne didn't step out of it after few minutes. He waited for another five minutes and there was still no Cayenne who emerged from the cab. And when he got down to check on her, he found her staring into space. "Is there something wrong?"
"Ha?" Cayenne looked around and saw the house behind Stefan. "Oh. Sorry. I was thinking about something. You didn't really have to open the door for me."
"Well, I wasn't really planning to do that but you've been here for quite sometime and you didn't come out. I was a little bit worried that something happened."