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"Which one do you like the best?" Zoe asked, holding two brand new dresses up in front of her. Tonight was Ash's birthday party and with Zoe being Zoe, she wanted to look her best.
"Yeah, they're nice" Max replied, his eyes never leaving his phone screen.
"Max, you weren't even looking!" Zoe huffed.
"I don't need to look because which ever you decide, you'll look beautiful because you are beautiful" he charmed as he sat on the bed, pulling Zoe in towards him so she stood in between his legs.
"However sweet that was, it still doesn't help me on what to wear" she said, biting her lip disguising her growing smile as his fingers ran down her curves.
"Definitely not that one" Max demanded, nodding his head towards the short black dress hung up on the wardrobe, smiling as Zoe laughed.
Checking the time on his phone, he said "right, I'd better go home and get myself changed" patting her bum lightly he stood up, "I'll see you later"
"You certainly will" She grinned and she reached up on her tip toes, planting a kiss on his lips.
Two and a half hours later and Zoe was finally ready. Against Max's advice, she'd opted for the short black dress complimented by a pair of her highest deep purple heels. As ever, she didn't leave her house until the very last-minute, making sure her hair and make up was immaculate. Re-applying her signature dark purple lipstick, Zoe grabbed her jacket and bag, leaving to pick Max up on the way to the pub.
"I thought we agreed not to wear the short black dress" Max said, his eyes focused on Zoe as he hopped into her car from the street around the corner from his house, the usual spot she'd pick him up and drop him off from.
"I've never been one to follow orders from a man" Zoe shot him a wink before setting her eyes on the road. Max rested his hand on her thigh as she was driving, running his hand further up her skirt, toying with the lace of her knickers.
"Max, stop it" she protested as his probing fingers began to tease her. Ignoring her, she slapped Max's hand away as she parked outside the pub. He watched as she got out of the car, admiring her figure before checking to see if anyone was around as he shut the car door, entering the pub 5 minutes before Zoe whilst she smoked outside.
"Happy birthday, Martin!" Zoe cooed over to Ash, holding him tightly as the two consultants shared a hug, Max's eyes burning into them the whole time.
"I didn't buy you anything but I'll get the first round in" Zoe said as Ash gave her a peck on the cheek, "Max, could you give me a hand please"
As the bar was quite crowded, Max took this as his opportunity to get close Zoe, looking around noting if any members of staff were watching. As she finished her order, she waited patiently for the barman to get the drinks, feeling Max stood directly behind her she leant back on his chest as he wrapped a sly arm around her waist, pressing a light kiss into the back of her neck as he inhaled her only too familiar perfume.
"You've got to stop wearing this perfume, can't you feel what it's doing to me" Max whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine as his stubble tickled the shell of her ear. Pressing her bum into his growing bulge, without saying a word Zoe smugly grabbed a tray of drinks and walked back to the table, leaving Max to carry the other.
Sitting opposite one another, Max watched closely as Zoe and Ash talked, ease dropping on their conversation as he began to get increasingly jealous; he didn't know why though, Zoe was his, no one else's. Gulping his ice-cold beer, Max's eyes were fixed on a drunken Ash as he put his arm around Zoe, his blood boiling as they laughed and flirted together. Bolting up from his seat sending the chair flying backwards, he bumped the table, knocking drinks over in the process.
"Sorry, how clumsy of me" Max said sarcastically, his eyes connecting with Zoe's as he gestured the pub door, "just nipping out for a fag, won't be long." Grabbing her jacket, Zoe excused herself from the team and followed his lead. As she stepped outside, Max pulled her around her corner, pinning her up against the wall and his arm stopped her from moving.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Zoe exclaimed, trying to keep her voice down to a low tone.
"I couldn't stand watching him drooling all over you, Zoe" Max said, his voice tone serious and hurtful; he wasn't normally a jealous person but he hated seeing other men giving Zoe attention, his Zoe.
"Oh Max, it's only a bit of fun" Zoe told him, her hand reaching up to his face "Martin and I are like best mates, nothing more"
"I know, I'm sorry" Max apologised, resting his forehead against hers deeply exhaling as he sighed at his own insecurities, "you can have any man you want, so why me?"
"Max" she sighed, not wanting to go over again "we've been through this, you know why I want you"
"Say it again" he pleaded; he needed those words of reassurance she spoke, clinging on to every word she said.
Lifting her head she mumbled against his lips, "because you're you, you're my Max. No one can make me laugh the way you do, plus, you're pretty good in bed" she mirrored his smirk. Gripping her neck, he filled the gap between them; his tongue fighting against her as they shared a heated embrace before smoking a shared cigarette, heading back into the pub and enjoying the rest of the night.
So, I decided against the twist as I want to keep this a happy story! I might add it in later on, you'll have to keep reading! Would be lovely if you left a review as I love reading them and they encourage me to write! :D Follow my twitter - ymasunicorn :) thanks for reading! x