Zoe sighed, rolling her neck softly as she looked up from the mountain of paperwork she was trying to get through before she went to bed. She didn't understand it, she seemed to have more work now than she did when she was clinical lead – minus the mind games with Connie. It was almost two in the morning, she had at least another hour of work and she was back on shift at six. She didn't remember it being this much work she was younger; she could party till dawn and still be in for the nine o'clock shift.
She felt his arms lifting her from the chair and wrapping themselves around her waist and his lips pressing gently to the back of her neck. "Come to bed" he murmured in her ear, guiding her from the room and leading her to her, or their, bedroom.
"Max" she protested softly, "I really need to get that done" she tried to turn around and head back downstairs but his firm grasp of her hips told her she was going nowhere. Her brain felt like mush, much too tired to protest and her vision blurring from the constant headache that was the ED. She allowed herself to be undressed and guided into bed, it seemed Max saw no need for pyjamas.
Her head lulled softly onto his chest as he got in beside her and pulled her to him. She didn't allow cuddling normally, it signified that it was about more than just sex and she was getting too emotionally involved. After his revelation today that he considered her his girlfriend she decided to make an exception, besides it was comfy.
She turned into him slightly and tilted her head to look at him, she knew he was awake even in the dim moonlight that spilled into the room, his eyelids were still flickering. "About this girlfriend of yours..?" She whispered, the tiredness was forefront but sleep seemed to elude her, or rather, their relationship status was weighing heavily on her mind.
"Yeah, about that" he replied, sounding slightly nervous "they just assumed because I wws spending a lot of time here, I never said I had a girlfri-"
"What's she like?" Zoe cut him off, chucking slight at how nervous he sounded. It felt nice to be called his girlfriend, even if it was slightly childish. She wasn't exactly a teenager anymore.
Max grinned, glad that it was dark and she couldn't see how happy he was about her response "oh she's amazing" he replied in all seriousness "she's talented, very clever. She's a doctor you know" he added, almost casual in his conversational tone.
"Is that right?" Zoe replied, smiling slightly as she leant up to kiss him "is she good looking?" She questioned, wrapping her leg around him to pull herself closer.
"Mmm… Definitely" he smiled, "She's gorgeous, her figure is perfect and she had the most amazing bum" he pulled her closer to kiss him and squeezed her bum lightly, smiling as she laughed. "She's the most beautiful woman I've ever dated" he whispered, he darkened bedroom seemed to have morphed into a private confessional,he wasn't sure he'd have the guts to say it otherwise.
"She sounds great" Zoe laughed "you obviously have good taste" she joked, kissing him again and running her hand through her hair.
"I must have" he whispered, putting one arm behind his head and staring blankly at the ceiling "I don't know why she's with me though when she could have any guy she wanted"
Zoe held him tighter as she spoke "because she thinks your amazing, funny, good looking and bloody good in bed" she chuckled, slightly bemused as she referred to herself in third person.
Max chuckled slightly "so what is this then?" He asked quietly.
"I think by definition, it's a relationship" she told him, having only just decided herself "a secret one though"
"Night Zoe" he kissed her again.
"Night Max."