With marriage in mind

After freshening up, Diana stood in front of the mirror as she fixed her hair.

Maxim walked up to Diana and hugged her from the back, ''I have ordered the breakfast.'' 

''So sweet of you," Diana teased, looking at their reflections in the mirror. 

He met her gaze, ''I will go get some coffee for you in the meantime.'' 

She raised an eyebrow and turned around, wrapping her arms around his neck, ''Aren't you being a bit too sweet, Mr. Warner?" 

''I have my motives,'' he shrugged a shoulder. 

She was amused, ''Motives? What motives?" 

''To get my Mrs. Warner.'' 

Diana was stunned. After a few seconds, her face turned red, ''You… What makes you think that I will marry you?" 

''The fact that little Diana had her eyes set on me since the first day she saw me.'' 

''Little Diana was delusional,'' Diana's face turned into a deeper shade of red, ''She did not know what she wanted.''