Chapter 6: Aspect Ratio

Mark moved so quickly Max's back was pressed against the hard wooden door her singlet gone and left in nothing but her strapless bra. His mouth was over hers in a wild kiss that would send a shiver down anyone's spine, he broke off again kissing down her neck. As he continued his kissing assault, Mark hit her sweet spot on her neck and she let out a soft moan, it come out more like a whimper as her throat was dry. She felt his lips turn into a smirk against her skin, but almost as soon as that smirk had appeared it replaced by his lips sucking on the spot. His intention was clear; he wanted to leave a mark.

Max opened her baby blue eyes and she peered around in her lustful haze, his room was similar to hers but his bed's headboard was black and sheets were white and grey instead of black and grey. It was kind of opposite to her room it interested her. With her legs still tightly wrapped around his waist Mark walked over to the bed, he stepped up the little platform that the bed sat on. Quickly and lightly he threw Max onto the bed, he looked down at her his eyes dripping with a primal lust and hunger, it terrified and excited Max. Mark quickly grabbed her shorts pulling them down leaving her in nothing but her undergarments, he took off his pants leaving himself in his boxers. Max lay there covering her chest with her hands, her face flushed and pink as a spring flower, her chest rising and falling as she softly panted. Mark moved over her again pinning her hands above her head softly kissing down her neck, he let go of her arms and moved to her breast, he took them in his hands and softly massaged them. He lets out a soft growl as he unhooks her bra and throws it across the room. 'Is this really happening? Are we going to…? Do I want to…?' as Max has this thought Mark takes her left nipple into his mouth, Max lets out a soft gasp which moves into a soft moan '...Yes, I want to do this'.

He moves down her body kissing her stomach right as he reaches her cotton pink panties his phone goes off again. "Ignore it" he states as his teeth softly bite the edge of her panties preparing to pull them down. It rings again "For fuck sake, this better be good" He mumbles angrily taking the phone into his hand and answering "Hello Raymond...Yes, Maxine is doing well~" he continued as he walked out into the living space. Max lay there the softness of the bed under her, she closed her eyes only for a moment.

"We will check in tomorrow when we get back, good night," he said as Mark was finally able to hang up, he walked back into the room to find Max fast asleep. He sighed and placed the covers over her, "We'll save this for next time" He kissed her forehead softly then moved to the other side of the bed getting in and flicking the lamp next to him off.

As the sunlight streamed through the dark grey blinds, Max blinked her eyes open and looked around the room she peered to the other side of the bed and noticed Mark was no longer present. She took a deep breath and then smelt food being cooked. 'I can't believe we almost…', the bed smells heavily of his cologne and soap. Max rolled over feeling how soft and comfortable the bed was. Quickly she moved out of the bed grabbing her singlet and shorts and walking out slowly. She saw Mark standing by the stove in his PJ pants with a plan singlet on. "Morning Maxine" He smiled turning to her and handing her a plate of blueberry pancakes "go sit down I'll be there in a moment."

Max moved to the glass dining table that sat next to the kitchen she hungrily dug into the pancakes. Mark promptly sat next to her and started to enjoy his meal as well "So today I was thinking we should go and take some photos and then visit the gallery again. Our flight is at 5 pm so we have to be at the airport by 4" Mark said finishing with a sip of his coffee.

"Sounds good" Max smiled.

They both finished their breakfasts and head to their own room to get ready, Max put on her jeans with a white blouse with a cream jacket. Max moved over to the vanity that was sitting in her room and looked at the bright blue to purple mark that was very clear on her neck, her face went pink and she moved over to her in search for her pastel pink scarf. Once she found it she headed out of her room and found Mark already dressed and ready to head out, he wore his usual dress shirt and black slacks with a black overcoat.

The click of Marks camera sounded waking Max from her daydream she looked at him and noticed the camera was pointed at her. "Mr. Jefferson" she exclaimed her cheeks burning up. "What? You looked so peaceful" Max blushes harder at his words. She quickly lifted her vintage camera and snapped a shot of him looking down at his camera. "Maxine don't," he said in warning tone not even looking up from his camera, she smiled like a child that found how to get on their parents' nerves. She took the picture out of the camera and softly sook it until it revealed the man holding his camera, the lighting was just right and the picture was perfect. Max smiled at it softly.

They headed to a small cafe that Mark had frequented when he lived here, it was very modern and hipster esk. Max simply had a toasty and a cup of berry tea, Mark chose to have a bagel with avocado and a coffee. As they sat eating Mark spoke up "So you know when we get back we can't be this open right"

"Of course" Max replies

"I'll be getting you a phone as well that you use to contact me, you will not use mine Nathans or your own name. Okay?"

Max nodded taking a quick bit of her sandwich

"We normally work on weekends and you can stay at my house afterward as it is very late we finish," He says kissing her softly on the cheek, finishing off his coffee "you ready to go to the gallery?"

"Yeah, I am" Max smiled softly.

The gallery wasn't as busy as the night before, it was still pretty packed but it had a more calmed atmosphere. Mark wandered off by himself again and Max did the same looking at the other photographs that were being held in the gallery. Max finally felt like life had kind of leveled and she was happy. But she was not prepared for what was to happen once she returned to Arcadia Bay.