still don't own
Caroline's eyes flutter open to see Max standing with her back towards the couch, with only a towel on.
"How was your shower?" The blonde asks, walking over to give Max a kiss.
"It was duh-mazing," Caroline chuckles. "Loving the new shower head. It's great for unreachable places if you know what I mean."
Max wags her eyebrows at her before taking the towel off and walking back to her bedroom fully naked.
"Your ass is looking extra fantastic today!"
"I try my best."
They walk into the dessert bar to find Randy and Bobby arm wrestling. Bobby's shirt was soaked from sweat and Randy had a big grin on his face.
"Bobby, are you okay?" Caroline rushes to his side to help him take off his shirt. "Do you need some water?"
"Yes," he says, in between breaths. "Randy is unbeatable." Caroline rolls her eyes as she grabs a bottle of water from behind the bar and hands it to Bobby. "Thank you, Caroline, you sweet, sweet angel."
Max's eyes flick to the blonde's for a quick moment, she was clearly amused by his suffering.
"Well, I guess Bobby here isn't as strong as he thinks he is," Randy smirks while stretching his arms.
Max walks behind Randy and starts massaging his shoulders. "I'm team Randy."
"Oh, and you're completely unbiased, right? It has nothing to do with Randy being your ex-boyfriend."
"I'm not biased," She scoffs. "I just prefer Randy because he's a good guy, and an amazing friend."
"Wait, what does that make me?" Bobby asks, clearly offended.
"Bobby, you're also a good guy and a good friend, but you're not winning right now, so I'm picking Randy."
Caroline throws her hands up in the air in defeat. Bobby stands up to go to the bathroom. "Good thing I just fixed the toilet."
Caroline occupies Bobby's chair. Max walks behind the bar to make Randy a drink.
Just then, a young college boy waltzes into the bar and advances to Max. "Yeah, can I get a vodka soda?"
Max tries to stifle her laugh. "A vodka soda? Don't you want something a little more, I don't know, manly?"
"Oh, so just because I ordered the vodka soda means I'm not a man?" Max goes to speak, but he interrupts her. "What kind of place is this? So, I might not be boyfriend material for Audrey or good enough to take her to prom or meet her older brother. This is total discrimination."
"Okay, you need to breathe," Max exhales as she rubs her hands together. "Look, I'm sorry Audrey doesn't like you back, but that's life. There's a million other girls out there who would be lucky to have such a sensitive, sweet soul."
He nods his head in agreement. "So, other girls like… you?"
"God no!" Max scrunches her face in disgust. "How old are you anyways?"
"I'm twenty-one," he smiles.
"Dude, I'm thirty-four. That's a thirteen year age difference. That's just gross."
"Please, I'll treat you so good."
"You need to leave," Max points to the door.
The young kid walks out of the bar with his head hung low. Caroline chuckles as she walks up to her with a rag to wipe off the counter. "What was that about?"
"Oh, you know, just breaking some hearts," Max muses.
"Aw, you still got it."
Bobby finally comes out of the bathroom to sit back down across from Randy.
"Okay, I'm ready for another round."
"Oh I gotta see this."
Max and Caroline bolt behind the two respective exes. Max shakes Randy's shoulders and Caroline tilts the water bottle so Bobby can get a sip.
"Come on, Randy. It's all you. You got this," she says while looking at Caroline smugly.
"Bobby, just take it slow. Don't let him smell your fear."
Caroline puts her hand on both of their fists. "3…2…1…Go!"
Bobby wasted no time straining to get the upper hand while Randy was just sitting back casually while yawning in boredom.
"Want to make a bet?" Caroline says while looking over at Max. "Losing team has to give the winning team foot massages for a whole week."
"Oh, you are going down!"
They both agree to the bet while Bobby and Randy are still hard at work trying to win. Suddenly, Bobby gains some extra strength and is able to take down Randy's hand for the win.
"Yes! Yes!" Caroline cheers. She hugs him as she shakes him in excitement.
"Damn it, Randy. You can never finish strong," Max scolds.
Caroline and Bobby lay their backs against the booth and sign in relief. Max stares at Randy the whole time causing him to fear for his life.
"Can you go a little harder on the left heel, Max?" Caroline asks, smugly.
"No."
"Don't be a sore loser, Randy. Maybe next time you'll be able to actually beat me."
Randy chuckles. "You win once and all of the sudden you're talking smack."
"Yeah, pretty much, yeah."
"Caroline, you need a pedicure," She whines. "Your nails are distracting."
"Less talk, more rub."
"Oh yeah, Channing?" Max smirks. "You're the one that's going to be doing the rubbing later to make it up to me."
"Don't threaten me with a good time."
"We are still here," Bobby shivers.
"Grow up, Bobby," Randy says, playfully. "Please, continue your conversation. Act like we're not even here."
Caroline rolls her eyes.
"Nice try, guys. There will be no sex talk going on here."
"Good, because we all respect your privacy, right Randy?"
"Yes."
…
Max and Caroline walk into their apartment while laughing hysterically. Caroline's lips are on her neck immediately as she pushes Max's back against the door. Caroline's fingers get tangled in her long brown hair as she slightly yanks at it to get Max in the mood.
"You are so beautiful."
They waste no time jumping into Max's bed. Caroline frantically takes her clothes off before using her right hand to pleasure Max. Max throws her head back as her hands tightly grip the sheets.
Caroline looks up at her lovingly.
"I do believe someone said something about rubbing."
