The next morning, I woke up to Max not in bed with me. But I could hear a voice coming from the bathroom, a voice that I knew was Max's.
"Christian, just listen.." I heard him say, was he speaking to Christian about me and him? The was a long pause. "I get that..but I really do like her." I heard him say again, was he talking about me? I stayed in bed trying to hear the conversation. Afew minutes later, after hearing them talk after what felt like 10 minutes I heard Max once again. "Thank you, Christian! See you soon.. yeah, bye!" I heard him say and the bathroom door open. I lay on my side and shut my eyes, pretending to still be asleep. I could hear him moving around the apartment.
"Isabella, princess?" I heard Max say softly, walking towards my figure lying on the bed. I groaned and slowly opened my eyes, turning onto my back and looking up at him. "Come on, it's time to get up." Max said, picking my sleepy body up and spinning me around to wake me up.
"Ah! Max! I'm awake! Put me down!" I squealed, he pressed a peck on my lips before putting me down. I walked towards the desk and began getting ready. "Have you spoken to Christian?" I asked, looking at him in the mirror.
"Yeah. Before you woke up." He said, putting clothes in his suitcase and zipping it up.
"And..? What did he say?" I said, turning around in the chair, to look at him.
"He was hesitant and screaming at me at first.. but, he accepted it. He said the funniest thing to me." He said, smiling to himself.
"What did he say?" I asked him, turning around to apply some blush in the mirror.
"He said 'No eye fucking in the meetings, I mean it." Max said, laughing to himself. I chuckled gently as I grabbed my eyelash curler and began to curl my eyelashes. "You know you don't need any of that?" Max said, I didn't quite catch it at first.
"What?" I said, looking down at my makeup bag and getting my mascara out.
"The makeup, you don't need any of it." He replied, I couldn't see his face but I knew he was smirking.
"That's not what other people have said." I muttered, under my breath.
"What?" Max asked.
"That's not what other people have said." I repeated, louder and clearer this time.
"Well who ever said that, is wrong and a-"
"Yeah, yeah. I know Max." I interrupted him before he could say anything else.
"I mean it. You're gorgeous." He said, pulling his suitcase to the door and leaving it there.
"Max?" I asked, putting the makeup bag in my suitcase and failing to zip it up.
"Yes?" He said, walking towards me.
"Can you try and zip up my suitcase? I can't zip it up.." I said, looking down at my feet.
"Of course." He said, he did it easily.
"Thank you." I said as I placed a kiss on his cheek.
Soon enough we were at the airport and boarding the private jet that Max had, for some reason. He figured it would be easier if we both rode in the same airplane, because we both lived in Monaco.
We boarded the plane at separate times, and stayed away from eachother in the airport. We didn't want anyone taking pictures of us.
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