Zoe sat with a thud onto the chair behind her desk. Only half way through her shift and she was already exhausted. Her hangover wasn't helping matters either. With a sigh she attempted to focus her attention on her emails, most of which were from Connie. Half way down the page, she suddenly spotted Max's name and opened the email with a frown.

Subject: How you've shown me that you love me- #1.

When you passed me standing in the corridor today, thinking I was doing nothing (I was actually doing something, and you might have heard what if you'd let me get a word in) and you thought of all the patients waiting for a porter downstairs, you decided to yell at me. Not a little bit either, but proper yelling that could be heard in the bathroom next door (in which was the patient I was waiting for, just fyi). You stormed off, then in true Zoe style you realised there was something you'd forgotten to yell at me about and came back. Except this time you found Connie yelling at me for doing nothing. Did you agree with her, because she was repeating exactly what you'd just been saying? No, you stood between us and told Connie you'd asked me to wait there for a patient (which I was.). You let Connie yell at you instead.

#1- When you love someone and you see them being yelled at, you step in because you'd rather be yelled at yourself than watch the other person get in trouble.

Max

-Porter extraordinaire

-Married to someone with a medical degree

-Really good looking

-Loves doctor's bottoms

-Great in bed

Zoe sat back when she finished reading the email with a smile on her face. After a few moments of re-reading, she clicked reply.

Subject: Re: How you've shown me that you love me.

You do realise this is my work email and it regularly gets audited?

Zoe

-Has medical degree

- Has nice bottom

-Has a husband who thinks he's great in bed and really good looking.

Max smiled to himself when his phone alerted him to a new email. It was only 5 hours into a shift and Zoe had already had 5 coffees, so he wasn't expecting a response so quickly.

Subject: Re: Re: How you've shown that you love me.

I know, but frankly I find emailing your personal one a little weird. I mean ZH4MW is a little childish, don't you think?

Max

-Can withhold bedroom activities if not stimulating enough.

Zoe was half way through writing an email back to Connie when Max's reply came through and she bit her lip to suppress a smile as Lofty poked his head around the door.

"How's the head?"

"About to explode, I think."

"Mine too. Do you…ah…remember anything about last night? Only I'm hearing rumours about something I did and Robyn won't tell me anything."

Zoe considered this, but all she remembered after arriving was at one point attempting to lure Max into the garden to have sex on a trampoline. Blushing at the memory, Zoe gave a shrug. "Nothing much. I'll see what I can get out of Max and let your know."

"Thanks, Zoe. You know, you're not as scary as I thought you were."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Zoe laughed.

Subject: Stop emailing this account.

GO AWAY.

Zoe

-You'd last a day.

Subject: Challenge accepted.

Look, can you stop emailing me please; I'm really busy working.

Max.

As Zoe went to reply, Max passed by the doorway, saying loudly to Robyn, "The amount of time doctor's spend on computers these days, it's a wonder any patients get treated."