Friday, October 18, 2013
A few moments after she had woken up, Max heard her phone buzz on her bedside cabinet.
Mark: Hey, girl
Max grinned to herself, feeling butterflies in her stomach. She actually pinched herself, just to be sure she hadn't dreamed all of what had happened the night before.
Max: Hey, just woke up
Mark: Me too. How'd you sleep?
Max: Quite good, you?
Mark: A little less than I'd like to, but I have to catch that flight
Max: Right. Where are you going, by the way?
Mark: NY Institute of Photography. I'm supposed to see if we're lacking in our photography department
Max: As if. We have a great program
Mark: Eh, you never know… I just kind of wish I hadn't agreed to go there now
Max: You could have said no?
Mark: Sort of, maybe.
Mark: I could do so many fun things with you right now…
Max: Patience ; )
He probably doesn't like emojis, she thought.
Mark smirked, having a sip of coffee in his kitchen. This was a new thing for him as well. Texting hadn't really been a thing until recently, at least in his perception – people would usually call each other, or send a page, or an email on a more rare occasion. And here he was, texting his new girlfriend like all the teenagers would. But somehow he didn't mind. He enjoyed the fact that she was making him feel a little bit younger.
Mark: You're right
Mark: What are you doing?
Max: Just showered and got dressed
Max: Leaving soon. You?
Mark: Sipping coffee
Mark: Have you had a good breakfast yet?
Max: No, no time, unfortunately
Mark: When I get back, I'll make you some
Having read that, she gaped, smiling, feeling a rush of heat.
Max: It's a date then
Mark: Great
Mark: Okay, I'm heading for the send-off now, so I'm afraid I have to cut this short
Mark: Talk later?
Max: Yeah. I have class soon anyway
Mark: Alright. Bye for now
Max: Bye. Have a safe flight
Mark: Thank you
It was a little bit harder than usual for Max to focus during class, even though none of them were with Mark, just thinking about the previous night was making her smile, she couldn't contain her grin.
'Hey, Max,' she heard Warren call her out. 'What are you so happy about?'
'Oh, uh, nothing much. I'm just in a really good mood,' she replied.
'Did you read that manga I sent you?'
'No. I realize now that I completely forgot. Sorry, Warren. I'll have some time off during the weekend, so I'll definitely give it a go.'
'Great. Can't wait for you to read it,' he said, putting his hand on her arm.
'Yeah, me too,' she responded, feeling a bit odd to be touched by him. She didn't mind exactly, but it was just weird. She wasn't clueless to his advances, she kind of realized he'd been crushing on her for a few weeks now, though she just couldn't bring herself to turn him down, she considered him a really good friend.
She spaced out during Cultural Anthropology, doodling in her journal until she realized she'd been drawing Mark, though the image was not too clear. She quickly closed the notebook, blushing, and got back to listening to the lecture, a little smirk on her face.
She felt a buzz in her jean pocket.
Mark: Just landed
Max: Oh, that's great. I'm still in class
Mark: And texting? That's not very nice
He was teasing her now, but she knew how he would always reprimand anybody who would do that during his lectures.
Max: …
Mark: I'm just kidding
Max: Oh, alright. Got me scared there for a second
Mark: Sorry
Max: It's okay. Guess I'll text you back when I'm off
Mark: Okay
Later that day, Max met up with Chloe by the beach, since it was a nice, sunny day.
'So… how's the development between you and your Mister going?' Chloe asked.
'Well…' Max grinned widely. 'It's… moved forward.'
'In what way?' Chloe arched her eyebrow.
'Ah… a sex-in-the-classroom sort of way,' Max whispered.
Chloe gaped, stopping mid-walk. 'Really?'
'Yup. I asked him to help me out with my portfolio yesterday and it sort of… happened.'
'Wow, Max. You work fast.'
Max shrugged, unable to contain her smile, gigging a little.
'Glad to see you so happy, though,' Chloe said, hugging her friend from the side as they began walking again.
'Thanks. How are you and Rachel doing?'
'Good. We've been going on some dates, but she's busy with school, and I work at that store, so we don't get a lot of time.'
'I see.'
Chloe didn't seem too happy, though, and kept dodging further questions, so Max gave up after a while.
'You're gonna meet up with him tonight?' Chloe asked suddenly.
'No, unfortunately. Wells sent him on a delegation to NYC. He'll be back on Tuesday.'
'Aw, sorry.'
'It's okay, we've been texting.'
They continued their walk, talking about a lot of things, Max taking pictures along the way.
In the evening, when she got back to her dorm room, she texted Mark.
Max: Hey
Mark: Hello to you too
Mark: How was your day?
Max: Good. School went quickly by and I met up with a friend afterwards
Max: How was yours?
Mark: Oh, boring as hell
Mark: I mean, I've been to the institute a lot of times, nothing new for me
Mark: But Wells didn't care much
Max: I'm sorry
Mark: It's okay, baby
Max smiled as she read the adorable pet name. So simple… yet effective.
Mark: I do wish I was with you right now
Max: Me too
Mark: I want to kiss you so badly
Max: Oh, I've missed that
Max: You're a good kisser ; )
Mark: Ah, thank you. So are you
Max: You're making me blush
Mark: That color suits you, you know?
Max: It does?
Mark: Very much so, yes
Mark: I mean, you're already gorgeous enough
Max: Aw, stop…
Mark: Admiring your beauty? Never
Max: Guess I'm gonna have to get used to it, huh?
Mark: I'm afraid so
Mark: I wish I was with you now
Mark: I would kiss you
Mark: I would trace kisses along your jaw
Mark: Down your neck
Mark: My hand would slip up your side
Mark: Caressing your breast
Mark: Then I'd go lower, kissing your tummy…
She was burning hot reading his messages.
Max: And then…?
Mark: And then I would run my tongue down to your cl–
He stopped typing mid-sentence. Christ… I can't send her stuff like that! Not yet! he chastened himself and deleted the draft.
Mark: Oh, you'll find out soon enough
Max exhaled. He definitely knew how to make her want him more.
Max: Wow…
Max: I am looking forward to all that
Mark: I bet you do
Mark: Prepare yourself for a lot more than this
His straightforwardness sent thrills down to her lower abdomen. She enjoyed the light dirty talk, though felt a little too shy to write anything like that to him.
Mark: Anyway, what are you up to now?
Max: Just sitting at my desk, listening to some music
Max: How about you?
Mark: In my hotel room, kind of bored. The TV's on, but nothing interesting's in there
Mark: I have a lot of stuff to do tomorrow and on Sunday, though
Max: I'm sorry
Mark: It's alright
Mark: At least I have our date to look forward to
Max: That you do : )
Mark: Got any plans yourself?
Max: Probably going to finish the reading you assigned
Max: And some other homework
Max: I might read or watch something, I'll see
Mark: Pretty good. Way better than mine
Max: Think I must agree, yeah
Max: Anything you can do to relax though?
Mark: Don't know yet
Mark: I'll think of something
Max: I hope so
Max: Will you forgive me if I go to sleep now?
Max: I don't wanna doze off on you
Mark: Of course
Mark: We'll talk some more tomorrow
Max: Alright. Goodnight
Mark: Goodnight
During the weekend, Mark had a ton of meetings he had set up at the beginning of that week, anything to take his mind off Max, but that had all been before they had gotten back together.
Max read the manga Warren had been talking about, as well as bits of that book she had borrowed from Mark, and watched some movies.
When not busy, they would spend the rest of the weekend texting – talking and flirting some more.