Disclaimer: I still dont own Max nor do i own the bill!!
This in Millies point of view
We managed to catch and charge Ron and Louise Summers. Mel is okay and being debriefed by the super, inspector and DI. Max was sitting at his desk about to do some paperwork. Everyone else was away home. I approached Max and smiled.
"So where's this dinner you promised me." I asked with a smirk.
"I erm.... I'm sorry Mills. I just have so much to do. I really want to take you somewhere. Can we arrange something for tomorrow night?" He said sadly.
"That's ok Max. I understand. Good night." I replied.
"Good night Mills."
He had promised me dinner. And he wasn't getting out of it that easily. I had a plan. If Mohamed will not go to the mountain then the mountain must come to Mohamed. I went to the nearest pizza shop and ordered a large margarita pizza. I paid for it and waited for it to cook. I got into my car and drove to a Tesco Express, I bought a bottle of white, a bottle of rose and a bottle of red wine. Before making my way back to Sun Hill. Mel's car had gone along with the super's, the inspector's and the DI's. There was one lone car in the car park and that was my workaholic Max. I entered the building and made my way to the canteen where I picked two clear plastic cups from the kitchen. I made my way up to CID with the bottles, the cups and the Pizza. I walked into the massive office room and saw Max sitting at his desk. He looked up to see who had come in. He saw me and he smiled.
"What are you doing back here?" he asked.
"Well I figured if Mohamed won't go to the mountain, then the mountain must come to Mohamed. Or should I say Max."
He laughed, smiling. He stood up and kissed me dead on the lips. I plopped the pizza onto the desk. I put the bag with the wine in on his desk to along with the cups.
"That smells nice. I'm absolutely starving." He said as he rubbed his tummy.
"I didn't know which wine you liked so I got one of each colour."
"I'm not picky open the one you want." He replied. I opened the white but I settled for one glass as I was driving. He had the rest of the bottle. We ate the Pizza whilst we talked about each other and he did some paperwork. The next thing we knew it was 4 hours later. I managed to talk him into finishing off and offered him a lift home. Which he politely refused saying that he would get a taxi.
I waited with him till his taxi arrived, he thanked me for the pizza and wine, before driving myself home. I had a middle shift tomorrow and so did Max. I decided I would call him in the morning.