Revealed

After closing, Maverick came to pick up Jeslyn. Seeing who was in the driver's seat, Jeslyn felt powerless.

"Plum, why is it you? Where is Yellow? And also, the rules stated that you can't be here, right?"

He turned to look at Jeslyn who was trying to buckle her seat belt. He leaned closer to her, just a few inches away from their lips joining. 

Jeslyn gasped at the closeness and Maverick curled his lips. "What do YOU say? Do you not want me here?" 

Jeslyn blinked. Can she still say 'No' when he's obviously seducing her? He was supposed to be buckling her belt but why was he staring into her eyes and his hands.... What are they doing?!

Jeslyn instantly looked down, his fingers were unbuttoning her shirt. She hurriedly slapped away his hand. She looked out the window in a panic, Trying to see if no one saw them.

Her behavior reminded Maverick of a thief looking out to see if he was caught.