He pressed the doorbell but the door didn't open. Anxious, he banged on the door.

"(Name)!" He called out, "Please come out!"

The door clicked and slowly opened. A young woman with disheveled (hair color) hair glared at him.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"Mon amour, please come back to live with me," Francis pleaded, "I promise you, everything will be cleared up."

"Nothing will be cleared up," (Name) growled,"You played with my heart and I intend to stay away from you!"

"But (Name), you should know me. I cannot help myself! All these beautiful women!" He waved his hands in front of him in exasperation.

(Name) tried to force herself to not think about him.

That gentle turn of the corner of his lips, the gracefully closed eyes, the slender fingers sliding through his hair...

And through hers...

(Name) involuntarily blushed. She didn't need memories of those nights.

"(Name), why is your face red?"

"Will you just get out of my life?!" She was about to slam the door closed, but Francis stuck out a foot to stop the door.

"Mon (Name)," he cooed pleadingly, "We can settle this over a glass of wine, non? And after that, some music and finally to my bedr-"

"FRANCIS!" He started at (Name's) sudden outburst. "DO YOU THINK THAT I AM MERELY A PARTNER IN SEX?!"

"Well, um-"

"JUST SO YOU KNOW, OTHER GIRLS MIGHT JUST WANT SEX AND SEX ONLY, BUT I DON'T OKAY?"

"But isn't that what women want? They want love, non? I give them it! What's wrong with that?"

"Augh!" (Name) cried out and facepalmed, "You don't get it, don't you?! I can't believe I fell for you! YOU'RE SO INFURIATING!!!"

"Then what is it that you want?!" Francis yelled back,"If I'm so stupid, then tell me what I am not getting!!!"

There was silence. Francis was breathing hard as if he had just run a mile. (Name) was looking down at her feet.

"What I want," she finally said, "is a man who will stay forever faithful to me." She looked up defiantly at him.

"And it seems to me as though you are not the right one for me."

Francis stood there in shock.

"What have I done wrong? I give you love, and that's what you want, isn't it?"

(Name) solemnly shook her head, "You still don't get it, do you? I do not want to see the man who broke my heart, and unless you can fix it back to the way it was, I do not wish to see you anymore."

Then, with an air of finality, she closed the door.