𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃

𝟎𝟏𝟑

- 013, sins of the father, part 1 -

MAX sighed as he began to dress himself, buttoning up his shirt while Becca sits there, duvet over her body as she gazes up at him softly. "Are you sure you don't wanna stay for an extra 5 minutes?" she smirks, pulling him by the belt. "I can make it worthwhile." she winks, leaning up to kiss him.

Max suddenly moved his face to the side, looking down at the ground. "No, Becca...I need to get into work....I'll see you there, alright?" he spoke in a cold tone, pushing her away from him.

Becca just rolled her eyes and fell back onto her bed, watching as Max walked away. "Love you!" she called out, not getting a reply off the DS.

She simply just rolled out of bed and began to dress herself, doing her makeup and hair, as well as doing the other basic things a person does in the morning. She drank a glass of water before heading to work, locking the door behind her.

Once she arrived at work, she noticed that Max was blatantly ignoring her, but she didn't know why. She suddenly got the bright idea to shove him into an interview room, slamming the door behind her. "So, why are you being weird with me?" she asked, tilting her head.

"I'm not." Max denied, placing his hands in his pockets. "I'm just stressed out." he claimed, walking closer to her. "I'm sorry, okay?" he murmured flirtatiously, pulling her closer to him.

"Hmm, I don't believe you." she rolls her eyes, moving backwards from him. "Stressed out means you don't wanna touch me, huh?" she quizzes, moving her hand down his cheek and to his jaw, squeezing his face tightly. "You ever do that again, I'll cut your balls off, understood?"

"Yes ma'am." he replies, showing a smirk on his face. "I'll make it up to you babe." Max suddenly picked her up, kissing her passionately. He placed her down on the table, Becca untucking his shirt as he begins to kiss her even more passionately than before. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been a twat if I knew I'd get this." he murmurs between kisses, moving his lips to kiss her jaw and then her neck.

"Hmm, your fault...shoulda realised how stupid you were." she giggles as she tilts her own head backwards. She suddenly lets out a gasp as he begins to unbutton her shirt. "What if someone walks in?"

"You locked it, didn't you?" Max questions, looking back at the door and then back at Becca.

"I think so?" Becca answered back, furrowing her brows. She just shrugs and kisses him again. "Oh well, what's a little fun?"

Max just chuckles and kisses her more passionately, leaning her down further onto the table as he follows. Suddenly, the two are interrupted by a sudden flow of air in the room followed by Smithy's voice.