Hunter pushed open the bedroom door and found Maya hiding beneath the duvet.
A quiet chuckle escaped him as he stepped inside and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Go away..." Maya groaned, tugging the blanket higher over her head.
Hunter laughed. If he'd known there was a side of her beyond the sarcastic pain-in-the-ass reporter he'd always known, he would've tried to win her over a lot sooner.
"Do you want me to bring your breakfast up here then?" he asked, giving the duvet a light tug.
"What are you?" Maya's muffled voice came from beneath the covers. "My boyfriend?"
Hunter shrugged. "Technically... we are a couple."
Maya finally peeked out from under the blanket.
"Fake couple," she corrected. "The only time we have to make it convincing is when other people are watching."
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