"I swear to God, that woman is skating on thin ice with me" Zoe complained as she stormed over to Max, slumping down next to him on the wooden bench as she snatched his cigarette from his fingers as he went to take a drag.
"Tess?" Max guessed, moving closer to Zoe, slyly putting his arm behind her.
"Uh huh" she confirmed, exhaling the smoke that gathered in her mouth as she passed him his cigarette back "seriously, after everything I did for her and she's treating me like shit. I could have exposed her and Fletch months ago but I kept schtum for her sake"
"Well, she's alright with me" Max chuckled, bringing a smile on Zoe's face as she forgetful rested her head on his shoulder, enjoying the comfort he provided her with. Despite his age, he was very mature. Pulling her closer with the arm wrapped around her shoulders, he kissed the root of her hair softly, "try not to worry too much, she's a bit of a train wreck.."
A second of silence fell as Zoe realised what he'd just say, looking up at him, they both burst out into fits of laughter. She could always count on him to cheer her up. Finishing Max's cigarette, Zoe rose to her feet, straightened her dress and went back to work, swaying her hips as she walked away as she felt his eyes burning into her.
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As the team all gathered at reception meeting up before another night at the Hope and Anchor, Max advised Zoe to invite Tess along, in the hope it would put their disagreement behind them. Inhaling a deep breath, Zoe nervously made her way over to Tess.
"Listen, I'm sorry for the other day" Zoe began to apologise "why don't you come along with us down the pub and I'll buy you a drink as an apology"
"No thank you" Tess replied sternly, avoiding eye contact as she wrote out a patient notes "some of us want to be professional"
"Excuse me?" Zoe questioned, fuming at Tess insinuating she was unprofessional.
"Oh come on Zoe, when it comes to colleagues you're hardly a professional are you?" Tess spat, her raised voice attracting a crowd, "you should be more like Connie, she might teach you a thing or two about professionalism"
Zoe laughed, "Says you? The woman who had an affair with a married man?"
"I'd bring up every affair you've had but we'd be here all night" Tess hissed, facing Zoe.
"I'm not denying I've had affairs, but at least I don't act like lady muck afterwards!" Zoe laughed once again, "face it Tess, you're the reason Fletch left, not us so stop taking your mistakes out on everyone else"
The formed crowd gasped at Zoe's comment, some shocked she'd finally said what everyone else was thinking but didn't have the guts to face Tess over. Knowing she'd gone too far, Max grabbed Zoe's arm and pulled her away, dragging her outside.
"You shouldn't have said that" Max stated, leaning against the wall around the back of the hospital, out of sight from anyone.
"Someone had to say it" Zoe confirmed, not regretting her actions.
Watching her light her fag, Max admired her effortless beauty, sexiness oozed from her when she was angry, it was one of the things that attracted him too her. Standing in front of her, he threw her cigarette to the ground ignoring her unimpressed face and pushing her up against the wall passionately kissing her. His fingers toyed with the bottom of her dress and hers threaded through his hair.
"Are you coming back to mine?" She asked breathlessly, her lips leaving his momentarily.
"Definitely" he smirked, grabbing her hand pulling her towards her car.
My apologies if this chapter is boring! Leave a review if you please, also, if you've any suggestions/improvements I always take constructive criticism on board :-)