Zoe breathed a sigh of relief as she lit her cigarette in the grounds of Holby city hospital. Fifteen minutes break from paperwork, patients, and the general business of the ED. Feeling like a little company, she pulled out her phone and texted, ' I'm on a break, fancy joining me? Xx.' She smiled confidently to herself, knowing that he would come. She looked up to the sound of footsteps approaching, "Hello you," Max murmured into her ear, in the gentle way he spoke to her. He stole her half-finished cigarette, and proceeded to take a puff before she slapped him playfully on the face. "Oi, mine!" She said laughingly. Max smiled his crooked smile at her and his eyes darted over her body, appreciating the tightness of the blue close-fitting dress that she was wearing. He so desperately wanted to wrap his arms around her waist, but knowing that they were in public, he contented himself with staring at his beautiful girlfriend. "So Dr Hanna, had a lot of patients today?" He grinned at her and she couldn't help but smile back, despite the busy day. "Max, you're a porter, you've been carting patients around all day, and you know we're overloaded." She couldn't help but look up and add, "Maybe you should stop distracting yourself, then you'd realise how busy we are." Max saw the cheeky glint in her eye and looked her up and down again, taking in all of her body, "Well, Dr Hanna, if you didn't wear such tight dresses, I would have nothing to distract myself with!" And with a wink he sauntered back to the hospital to get on with his work.