Zoe looked at the man sleeping beside her and sighed. Had she made a terrible mistake, she wondered, sleeping with a member of her staff? No, she answered her own worries, silently, this was her life and she'd do what she wanted with it. The opinion of others had never stopped her before, the fact she was his boss had nothing to do with anything, they were both consenting adults and it was their job to make sure that their personal life didn't interfere with their profession dynamic. She watched his chest rising and falling slowly, admiring his naked torso; the defined pectoral muscles, his flat stomach and prominent hip bones which jutted about above the pooled sheet. He was younger than she usually went for; at least ten years her junior. He wasn't her 'type'; rich, distinguished and charming. He was cheeky, full of life and made her smile.
"Morning" she whispered as his eyes fluttered open. She looked down and smiled as his arm reached towards her and pulled her closer to him, she slotted gently against his side sighing in contentment as his lips pressed against hers softly. He was certainly a breath of fresh air, she decided, up until he had bought her flowers there had been absolutely no romance. He flirted with her, stole her cigarettes and told her she was 'sexy' in a porter's top. She pondered the months she has know him, five, five long months it had taken him to get her into bed. She'd rebuffed his various attempts at asking her out, but she'd come to the realisation that only she could decide what would make her happy, she didn't mind who judged her.
"About last night" she whispered as his kisses peppered her body; she felt herself being pushed back into the pillows and his body towering over her, his lips silenced her sentence. He didn't want to listen to her rejections or excuses, he was going to show her pleasure and keep her onside. She moaned in pleasure as he did just that, showing her the stars and taking her further than she could ever remember. "I don't want gossip spread around the department" she mumbled against his teasing lips "I don't need another secret to keep, either this is a thing or it isn't" she warned him, she didn't want to be part of his games; she didn't want played like so many women before her.
The buzzing of her phone on the dresser drew her attention away from him. Work. She wasn't playing ball, not today. She wrapped her arms around Max's neck, dropping her phone to the floor and pulling his lips back to hers. The porter on top of her was her main focus today, his teasing lips and wandering hands needed her full attention.
The porter. That's what made Zoe happy; she'd pay no mind to the teases and jokes that came her way if and when their relationship was revealed. Connie would take her department if it meant that she'd be happy once again. Max walker may not be Nick Jordan, the only man to ever reel her in but he made her happy and that was all she'd ever wanted.