Chloe smiles as she's woken up with kisses. She gently caresses Max's cheek.

'Good morning' she yawns.

'Sorry for waking you up'

'It's okay' she kisses her softly.

'Before we take a shower and get to work' she tucks in her hair 'I should take care of you' she smiles.

'Mhm. Sounds good' the punk caresses her back.

The brunette kisses her abdomen while she gropes her right breast. Her left hand wanders to the bluenette's butt. The tattooist pulls her up for a kiss as she smiles.

'Thought that you'd fuck me hard'

'Maybe not that hard' she bites her neck, making the bluenette moan.

'Check what you've done' she sighs.

'What?' she reaches between her legs 'I guess I have to take care of that then'

'And you better make it quick. We're running out of time.'

'I'll give you the best quickie you can get' she reaches for the strap-on as she kisses her with passion.

'Why are you so hot?' she sighs as she caresses her cheek.

'I'm not hot. You see me hot because you love me'

'Well, I love you. And you're hella hot.'

'Say it again' she penetrates making the punk moan.

'You're hella hot' she says under her breath.

'The other one.'

'I love you'

Max kisses the bluenette as she fastens her movements. They embrace in a kiss. Chloe wraps her arms around the photographer's neck as she moans. She closes her eyes blushing.

'I hate when you watch me' she says under her breath.

'But you're even more beautiful when you're enjoying what I do to you' she whispers in her ear.

'I hate you' she moans.

'I know' she smiles as she kisses the tattooist's neck.

'Too fast, too fast' she mumbles as she grabs the brunette's shoulders.

'Already?' she giggles.

'Soon. Very soon if you're not slowing down' she moans in a raspy voice.

'We're already running late, babe' she whispers.

'Fuck me' she sighs.

'I am' she gently bites the bluenette's neck who wraps her legs around her waist.

'Funny…' she huffs.

'Ready?'

The punk nods, she kisses Max as her back arches. She screams quietly then she lays her head on the photographer's shoulders and lets loose some tears.

'Are you okay, Chloe?'

'Yeah'

'What's wrong?' she cups her face.

'Nothing' she softly smiles, caressing her back.

'Why are you crying?'

'Happiness' she kisses her cheek 'I'm the luckiest bastard. I have you. I have a dream job. Never thought I'd be this happy' she laughs quietly.

'Well, Matt won't be happy if you'll be late'

'Are we really running late?'

'We should be on our way already…'

'Come on!' she jumps up 'Let's hit the shower then!'

They get ready as fast as they can but they still arrive twenty minutes late. Darren, Matt and Rachel are already there. Before the punk could say a word her client arrives, leaving the proposition to Max. An hour later, when she finishes the arm tattoo, she rushes to the others. Seemingly, they're having fun. The bluenette wraps her arm around Max's shoulder.

'What up?'

'Just arranging things.' she smiles.

'I love the idea' Matt nods 'You know it's great. To show our everyday lives through our works, then with family and other people'

'Other people?' Chloe frowns.

'I thought about including Kate in this. Maybe Warren, too. Or some course mates'

'Not Warren' the punk puffs.

'You're sweet when you're jealous' she kisses her cheek.

'By the way, I seriously want to add Vic and Sean. They both have kids and I guess that would add something to the project'

'You're a visionary.' Max snaps her fingers 'I love it.'

'You may start out with these two' Matt points at Darren and Rachel 'I'm gonna tell about this to Vic and Sean. We talked about Michelle, too, right?'

'Yeah. Thanks, Matt' she smiles.

'What do you want us to do?' Darren scratches his neck.

'Get some clothes and we'll see'

'I'll help you with that' the punk smiles then rolls her eyes as a client walks in 'Or not' she sighs 'Will you be okay with it, Max?'

'Work' she smiles.

The bluenette gets down with a septum piercing under twenty minutes. She sits in front of the computer, looking at the brunette disappointed.

'Done already? I thought we could have some fun.'

'We will'

'Sure, you do while I'm working' she puffs.

'I'm working, too' she kisses her cheek 'You may thrash later with the guys and I'll take some shots.'

'Sure, if I'll have any energy left after a fullback tattoo' she sighs.

'Hey, I already talked to the guys and we're taking some shots in a pub next Friday. And on next Saturday we hit a concert. Come on, Chlo!'

'Sorry' she brushes her face 'I'm just… hella jealous of you. You're with Darren and Rachel and I'm stuck here working, and… I wanna be with you, guys'

'It's okay' she sits on her lap 'We'll have some time together, okay?'

'Sure, the guys are heading back to Arcadia tomorrow. And I'm full of work' she sighs as she checks her schedule 'See? In half an hour, a full-back tattoo. A chest tattoo at three and… it's time consuming.'

'I thought you love what you do'

'I do. But right now… I wanna be with you. But you're right. I have half an hour. Let's thrash that half-pipe!' she smiles.

'That's it. Thanks for helping me out' she kisses her softly.

'Anytime.'

The punk goes with the flow during the rest of the day. She sits at her desk tired after finishing the chest tattoo. She sighs as she looks at her designs. Matt walks up to her.

'Go home. Let's hit the pub tonight, Chloe! I had so much fun today. This project totally pumped me up!'

'Good for you. I'm fucking tired'

'Oh, come on! Let's have some fun! Meet at eight?'

'Can I say no to my boss?'

'No!' he grins 'Actually I recalled some memories today. Would you mind working with Darren again?'

'What are you talking about?' she frowns 'You wanna fire me?'

'Don't be stupid. I want him to be my partner. Just like in good old times'

'Wait, was he your partner?'

'Hell yeah! We started this shit together. But he wanted to go back to his roots. I wanna propose him tonight. Do you think he'd like it?'

'Guess so. What about Rachel? She works for him now.'

'I know. She could assist us. Making appointments and selling off the clothes. It would be nice if we wouldn't be in a rush all the time, right?'

'So you'd hire her as well.'

'I know she's your ex and all, but come on! You're adults, you can handle it, right?'

'Hopefully. Okay. Let's propose Darren tonight. I'm in' she sighs as she stands up.

'Cool. See you at eight then?'

'Yeah' she takes her girlfriend's hand 'You too, right?' she points at Darren and Rachel.

'Hell yes!' the man winks at her 'Let's get wasted tonight, Price!'

'We'll see.' she smiles 'See you soon then'

When they arrive home Chloe lies on the couch and yawns.

'You alright?' the photographer tucks in her hair.

'Tired' she sighs.

'Let's skip tonight then.'

'No. Matt has a surprise and I wanna hear about it'

'A surprise?'

'Can't tell' she winks.

'I'm so sorry I didn't have time today for you'

'I was working' she smiles 'I wanted to talk about something'

'Hm?'

'You know, Thanksgiving coming so we could call the parents over and all'

'Yeah, that's… I don't know about that.'

'What 'cha hiding?' she laughs.

'Nothing, I'm… just…'

'Don't tell me you haven't told your parents about us.'

'I… I'm just…'

'Ashamed of me?'

'Don't be stupid, Chloe! But you know my mother. She would totally blow the fuse. I didn't need that. Not in the middle of applications and shit.'

'Well, it's about time'

'And ruin Thanksgiving?'

'You won't' she sits up and kisses Max gently 'I'm with you'

'We'll see. But… Let's hide it as long as we can'

'Okay' she sighs 'Show me the pictures you took of those dorks today'

The photographer smiles and gets her camera. They talk about how Darren and Rachel should get together. After checking the pictures they change their clothes and get to the pub. Matt's already there, alone. He waves at them and they sit down, after ordering beers.

'Where the fuck are those two?' Matt smacks the table 'I said eight! It's eight twenty. So, you were late, too!'

'Sorry. I wanted to check out the photos' Chloe shrugs, sipping her beer 'Are you nervous?' she grins.

'I'm upset because things are not going as we settled.'

'Aw, aren't you sweet, Matt? You worried for your boy?'

'Shut the fuck up, Price!' he laughs then groans 'There they are, half an hour late!'

'It's not half an hour, Matt, and you should know me better than that! I'm always late!'

'Just admit it: you were late because you fucked. You totally fucked!'

The girl and the man exchange a look then Darren laughs nervously.

'Don't be childish! We're… friends. That's it!'

'Friends with benefits!'

'Are you drunk already?' he sits down and orders beers.

'I wish. Just admit it, dude, nobody's gonna rip your head down! Who would blame you? She's...'

'Shut your mouth!' he smacks the table with his fists 'I know what you're going to say and I won't let those words leave your filthy mouth!'

'Why so sensitive, Darr? Did I get it?'

The bluenette looks at Rachel, who's staring at the ground, blushing. Did they really hook up? It was much easier than expected.

'No! We didn't fuck! We just…'

'We're kinda together now' the blond says quietly.

'Well, that makes a difference' Matt grins 'But I wanna ask you something, dude!'

'For the last time, Mattie, we didn't fuck!' he looks at the man angrily.

'I get it, whoa, calm down! The thing is, I recalled some memories today' he smiles 'Don't you wanna work with me again? We should share the parlor'

'Are you serious?'

'I am' he nods, sipping his beer.

'What about Rachel? She works for me. With me.' he corrects himself.

'Rachel included. She could help us out with the appointments and orders and she could also sell the clothes.'

'Well…' they exchange a look and the blond nods 'Okay' he sighs 'We're in.'

'Let's drink for that!'

After drinking the shots the punk smirks.

'So… The two of you… How?'

'Well…' the man scratches his neck.

'It all started some weeks ago, I guess. After he hired me we didn't talk much in the following days'

'But I totally crushed on you' he smiles.

'I know, right?' she laughs 'He was by my side three weeks ago. He was so sweet and all. But I guess we only realized it during the photo shoot'

'So when we got back to the motel I told her that I have feelings for her. Thanks for encouraging me, Price!' he winks.

'I was surprised but I think we're meant to be together' she smiles.

'Then you fucked!' Matt laughs.

'For fuck's sake, Morgan, I'm telling you for the last time, we didn't fuck!'

'The fuck cares? Let's drink up and just tell these youngsters how we met. And all the crazy shit we had together!'

The guys tell several stories during the night. They leave the pub around 3 in the morning in a lifted mood, even Max got tipsy a little bit. As they get home the bluenette kisses the photographer with passion.

'You know that I love you, right?' her slur is terrible.

'I love you, too' she smiles.

'Come here…' she kisses her neck.

'Don't you dare!' she laughs 'You're fucking wasted!'

'I want you.'

'Not tonight. In the morning if you'll feel alright.'

'You're such a killjoy sometimes, Caulfield!'

'And tomorrow I'm gonna bring you some coffee, brew some tea and get some choc for your hangover.'

'You know me so well' she kisses her on the cheek.

'I just love you'

'I'm the luckiest bastard. I love you, too.'