Everyday, after work, Maverick went to the park on his way home to watch the sunset. In the park, there's a kid's playground where usually the couple of parents take their kids to after the school nearby. He never paid much attention to it, until, you appear.

Definitely young single-mother, no ring nor man beside, always looking tired and probably working three jobs to support yourself and your beautiful child, clothes with remends to try and get the best life for your kid. He was...fascinated by you.

In this day, he got sick of simply watching. He saw you watching your kid carefully but eyes almost closing from tiredness. Leaning on a tree but always watching the kid like a hawk. He gets up and walks over to you, leaning behind you and speaking in a rough, deep, sexy but gentle voice. "Your kid is beautiful..."