They spent the rest of the day walking around the city. Not that they did anything interesting. They didn't do anything except talking and laughing the entire day. Sophie was exhausted, but somehow it didn't bother her as much as it should. Instead, she enjoyed the feeling of his arms wrapped around her and the peaceful atmosphere that surrounded her. Max didn't seem to have any complaints and neither did she. Maybe it was because she had convinced herself that she couldn't love him anymore. She couldn't stand looking at him. Everything reminded her too much of the past. And she didn't like thinking about that part of her life as much as she liked thinking about how much she loved him. Her memories of him were becoming tainted by the pain that her past had caused her. They were changing her. Slowly, but surely, they would break her and turn her into someone else. Someone who didn't know how to love anymore. And Max…she didn' t want to ruin his happiness. She didn't want to dra
"I don't know, maybe we could start small and see where it goes? We could spend some nights together...sleep in each others bed...stuff like that.""Like what?""Like cuddling," he whispered shyly, averting his gaze.She nodded her head slowly. She was tempted to agree to everything that he suggested but she knew that she was playing with fire. And she knew that the second Max found out about her relationship with Max, he wouldn't approve of it. No matter how kind Max was to her, he was still a man. And she knew that he could never accept that. She needed to prove to him that she wasn't weak and fragile. That she could hold her own. And he needed to learn that.Max walked into Sophie's office while carrying two glasses of her favorite drinks. He had decided to drop by her place just for the hell of it, hoping to find her alone and drinking. And as soon as he saw her sitting at her desk typing away furiously on her laptop, he sighed audibly and took off his leather jacket before pla
"It's really good to see you here, Max," she whispered."So you can stop pretending that everything is okay?" he asked."What?""You've been pretending all morning. Why? Are you ashamed of us?"He leaned forward, lowering his voice. His eyes held hers as he continued speaking."Didn't you promise your father that you'd be careful with me?""Of course I promised him that I would be careful with you. He doesn't understand. How can someone who has never felt love like love? It hurts. ''It burns and tears come out of your eyes sometimes because you miss the person you loved so much. ''But it isn't real. Love doesn't last forever. It will eventually turn to dust and fall apart. You just gotta keep looking for the person you can trust and love."He pulled her into his lap, kissing her passionately. His hands travelled under her shirt, caressing her back, making her shudder. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling his lips down onto hers. His body pressed against hers. Every single
"Thank you," she said softly."For what?" he asked confused. "I just told you that I love you.""No, not for the fact that you love me," she replied softly. "I'm glad that you told me that, Max.""Oh," he breathed. "I'm glad you told me that too."He smiled tenderly at her."Now go," he instructed gently. "Take a shower. Then start getting ready to leave for work. Take it easy today. Don't work yourself too hard, okay?"She nodded quickly before moving away from him and heading towards the bathroom. She stepped inside and shut the door behind her. She sank down against it and covered her face with her hands. She took a deep breath before turning around. She opened the door and looked back at him. His face was full of concern. He reached out his hand to help her. He gave her one of his smiles as he helped her back onto her feet."You'll be alright, won't you?" he asked worriedly."I'll be fine," she said, smiling at him."Good luck," he said. "I'll see you soon.""I'm counting on you,
"Are we okay?" he asked tentatively."What do you mean?""Are we okay?" he repeated softly. "Because we aren't okay. Not with everything that has happened. We can't go back to how we used to be when things went bad. Do you think that we can?""I don't know, Max," she said softly. "But we should try."He closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, letting it out shakily. He then exhaled another sigh before opening his eyes again. He leaned forward until he was resting his forehead against hers. He brushed some strands of hair out of her face, causing her to flinch slightly, but she didn't pull away from his touch. Instead, she closed her eyes and relaxed. Max kissed her forehead gently before resting his forehead against hers again and closing his eyes. She could feel tears stinging her eyes. She blinked them back, refusing to allow them to fall."I love you so much," he said softly.She smiled sadly."I know," she whispered. "And I love you too."She placed her hand on the side of his
"Okay," he murmured.Without thinking twice, she stepped forwards and pressed her lips against his. He responded quickly, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close to him. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to enjoy the warmth that he provided her with. She tilted her head slightly, deepening the kiss. He groaned slightly as she tangled her fingers into his hair. His tongue slipped inside of her mouth and she moaned, arching her back slightly, allowing him access to her throat. Max groaned in response, placing his hand against the small of her back. She bit down on her lip, allowing him to deepen the kiss even more. Max wrapped his arm around her waist and picked her up, carrying her bridal style to the bed. She gasped in surprise as her feet left the ground as he laid her down, pressing her body against the mattress. He continued to kiss her, not stopping for a single second. She ran her hands down his arms as he continued kissing her, his lips brushing again
She liked being near him. She liked the sound of his voice, she liked the smell of his cologne, and she especially liked the way his stubble felt against her skin. She sighed happily as he rested his hands on either side of her and began kissing her neck. He paused momentarily as he caught her scent. He buried his nose in her neck and inhaled deeply. She shuddered in delight as he released a deep moan. She reached up and stroked the back of his neck lightly."Max…" she whispered seductively, her breath catching in her throat.His lips moved slowly down her neck towards her chest as his hands slid further beneath the hem of her skirt, rubbing circles against her exposed thighs. She moaned as his hands rubbed against her inner thigh. He stopped for a moment as he placed his palms against her. He gazed up at her."Your panties are soaked," he muttered, his eyes darkening slightly.She looked down at her legs, realising that she was indeed wet. She swallowed nervously."They are?""Yea
"It will pass soon," he assured her, leaning over to place a soft kiss against the side of her cheek.He smiled as he looked at her, then quickly went into the bathroom. After a few moments he came out again with a damp washcloth and placed it on the back of her neck."This will help with your nausea," he said. "The last time it happened like this you had to take medicine. You're going to need those medicines today if you want to get well.""I guess…" she murmured quietly, her voice muffled by the cloth covering her mouth.He frowned as he sat down next to her on the edge of the bed."I've told you before that I want to be able to give you everything. And I intend to do so, so long as you allow me to," he reminded her."Of course I trust you," she insisted quietly.He smiled faintly."Good," he said as he pulled her in close and wrapped his arms tightly around her.She leaned back against his chest and closed her eyes briefly as she savoured the closeness and warmth that he offered h