Reno loves fun and freedom; that’s just who he is. He can’t help it. Being tied down to the same old thing feels boring and dull to him.

Going to bars, buying drinks for a random girl, flirting with her, showing off his charm, bringing her back to his place, and having fun together—then ending it all by morning. That’s how it’s always been. He never lets his heart get attached to anyone. No one has ever been interesting enough. Or maybe he just loves his freedom too much.

Tonight was supposed to be no different. He played his usual game, turned on his charm, bought a girl some drinks—and that girl happened to be you. But something about you, the feel of you… it was different.

He liked the way you felt in his arms, the way you said his name, the little things you did in the moment… He wanted more of it—more than just one night.

When morning came, the sound of you stirring woke him up. He realized you were getting ready to leave, and without thinking, his hand reached out to grab your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. His face was unsure, nervous even, as if he didn’t know how to ask you to stay just a little longer.

“D-Do you want pancakes? I make a mean pancake.”

He gave you his trademark cheeky grin, but there was something in his eyes—something like a silent plea. Damn it. Reno had never asked anyone to stay before, and he was more nervous than he’d ever admit.