Zoe propped herself up in her elbow, sprawled out on the bed in her best underwear, as she waited for Max to return home from his nightshift. It was his birthday, not that he'd told her that - she'd heard Robyn talking to Rita about it in the staffroom, and she wanted to give him a surprise he'd never forget. She smiled to herself as she heard him open the door to her flat, he was practically living with her now and she'd given him his own key, she knew Robyn was annoyed with her – she could her the attitude in her voice whenever she asked Max where he planned to spent the night. She placed the gift bag with his birthday present in front of her and waited for him to make his way up stairs.
"Hey babe I'm…. Bloody hell" Max's eyes widened as he entered her bedroom, immediately noticing her lack of clothing and very provocative underwear. "Err, you look… Hot" he mumbled, his eyes raking over her body.
She smiled at him, wider than she could ever remember smiling at anyone "happy birthday baby" she whispered, leaning forward to grab his belt and pull him closer to the bed "are you going to open your present" she mumbled as she pulled away from kissing him, nodding to the bag that had became trapped between their bodies.
"Don't tell me you aren't the present" he chuckled, running his finger along the strap of her suspender belt and then circling the top of her stocking. He moved his attention to the gift bag, deftly untying the ribbon that encased the box. "Handcuffs, Zoe. Really?" He laughed, raising his eyebrow at her.
"Shut it, you. I already have them" she laughed, slapping him on the arm "seriously though, do you like it?" She nodded down to the watch as she watched him put it on. She hoped he did, his current one was looking rather battered and when she'd seen that one in the window of the jewellery store – that just happened to be next door to her favourite shoe shop, she couldn't resist.
"I love it" he grinned, allowing her to put it on his wrist "it's perfect, thank you" he kissed her, running his hand along her back as a subtly undone her bra clasp. "You didn't have to buy me a present, though" he looked at her, titling her chin up to kiss her again "how did you even know?" He was genuinely surprised she knew about his birthday, they had barely even spoken about personal things like that; all he knew was the he was madly in love with a woman he barely even knew anything about.
"Robyn, I overheard her. Mine is May fifteenth, before you ask." She sprawled back on the bed, pulling him on top of her and forcing his top over her head "now" she mumbled against his lips "I think it's time to unwrap your other present." She giggled as he rolled them over, his hands running over the curve of her bum and sliding underneath her knickers.
"Your prefect" he mumbled as he rolled her stockings down her legs and kissed his way back up them. His lips joined with hers again as they joined in perfect sync.
"Happy birthday baby" she grinned as he rolled off of her, her head resting on his chest and the rhythm of his heart make her sleepy "so what shall we do today, birthday boy?" She mumbled as he pulled her closer to him and kissed the top of her head.
"I don't care, as long as we spend it together" he whispered, pulling her duvet over the top of them and her back against his chest.