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Chapter 21- A Happy Ever After
Liz was completely dumb founded when she found her angelic escorter there waiting there in her office. It was the last thing on earth she’d expect, and not a single thought formed in her mind. She couldn’t think of what to say or do. Here she was just thinking about the man she’d never see again. Then the next thing she knew, she was hit with the insatiable vision before her.
Contradicting her, Max had a million things running through his head. His heart was beating faster than he thought was possible, and his breathing heavily increased. What was he doing here? He shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t want to take her in his arms and whisper comforting words into her ear like ‘I missed you ’ or ‘I never stopped thinking about you’, but that was exactly what he wanted to do. He settled with a simple, “How are you?” but felt like an idiot afterwards, because of the look on her face. Her eyebrows were slightly scrunched, and she just stood there and studied him. This was a bad idea, and for the record he never planed on falling in love again.
“Fine, what… what are you doing here Max?” she asked with a bit of a stumble. She felt like an idiot, a stumbling, speech illiterate idiot. Never in her life had she felt so uncomfortable.
“Uh, could I just…” he said as he signaled to close the door from the noisy office building.
“Max, I…” she started.
“No, can you just… not saying anything please, because I need to say some things and when you talk I just forget what I was going to say… so just listen okay?” he asked gently.
“I can’t stop thinking about you… Ever since I’ve been back to New York, there’s only been one thing on my mind. Look, I don’t know if you’ve thought about me a lot, or even at all; but ever since I walked out of the airport that day, I’ve regretted it. I know that things have been extremely complicated between the two of us, hell they probably will always be, but… are you still with me so far?” he asked when he realized he was babbling.
She shook her head like a small child would if she were confused; he lost her at the words ‘I can’t stop thinking about you.’ She received a shaky sigh from him before he started again. “Okay… let’s just back up… I miss you, and I really think that letting you go was the biggest mistake of my life. I know how we said that we were going to just let go and move on but the thing is… I can’t. I don’t want to get over you. I don’t want forget about England or the cabin or those beautiful eyes of yours…but I do want you because I do want to make this work. What I guess I’m trying to say is that… I’ve fallen for you, and not in a small way… I mean in that can’t live without, constantly craving, breakfast in bed, making love after only having an hours sleep, heart-wrenching kind of love.”
After he had finally finished a sudden dose of relief shot through him. He felt so much better now that he got everything out on the table. Pushing a shaky hand through his hair, max released a heavy breath before finally looking back into Liz’s eyes. She was starring at him in that starry eyed way; ‘Hey starry eyes are good…real good,’ he thought until she whispered, “Can I say something now?”
He nodded smally before saying, “Yeah.”
“I missed you too,” she whispered with her confession. She smiled softly when she saw him exhale his breath in relief. The thing was the way he explained his feelings for her was the same way that she felt for him, and that was just damn adorable. Okay, maybe it was the way he was starring at her that was adorable, but never the less he most certainly proved his point.
“You did?” he asked with an expression that was border lining on a smile and confusion.
“Yeah,”
“You don’t know how much I wanted you to say that,” he breathed as he walked towards her. He had missed her so much.
When Liz felt his hands cup her face, she didn’t know how she could refuse his hungry kiss. She whimpered as his mouth sucked on her lips with agonizingly slow pace. Taking her full bottom lip inside his hot mouth, he caressed it. She whimpered in vulnerability and was pulled into his body as his arms came around her in need. He groaned once there bodies were pressed against each other. Her arms were rapped around his shoulders as his hands rubbed up and down her back in a way that made her catch her breath.
The noises she was making were affecting him in an extremely painful way. He was trying to go slowly and not scare her, but god how was he suppose to go slow when she felt so good, and smelled like sweet strawberries and rain, or how good she felt pressed up against his body.
Finally giving up all self-control, Max grabbed her hips and grinded against her in helplessness. “God, you feel good,” he whispered hotly in her mouth before slipping his hand through her silky brown hair.
“Liz, you can go home now, we fixed…” a woman with bleach blond hair, and a stern look on her face said as she barged into the office. The hazy eyed couple split apart as fast as they could. Max ran a shaky hand through his hair as Liz tried to calm her nerves.
“Pam, uhm… this is Max, Max -Pam,” she quickly introduced. She didn’t know what to say so she simply did what came in second nature. Max whispered a simple, “Hey.”
“I didn’t mean to interrupt Liz. Sorry I’ll just…” Pam started to say with a feral smile on her face before she paused to walk out. “ Hey do I know you?” she asked as she took a step towards Max.
“No… no I don’t think so,” he said as he shook his head.
“Really? Cause I swear I never forget a face,” she asked with a scrunch of the brow and a serious face.
“Look, Pam we were kind of in the middle of something so if you could just…” Liz started.
“Max… Max Evans right? The escorter of course! Do you remember me?” she said with final triumph.
“You… you two know each other?” Liz asked in hesitation.
“Yeah, I hired him once to make that jerk ex-boyfriend of mine regret he ever laid eyes on another woman again… So what are you doing here Max?” she asked as she raised a wicked brow and looked between he and Liz. “Well Liz, it looks like we not only share the same boss but the same escorter as well.”
Liz closed her eyes deeply as if to block out what was happening. Here she was again, reminded of what he once was, and maybe what he’ll always be. She squeezed her eyes harder when she heard Pam’s next words, “Well, what are the coincidences of that?”
“Yeah, what a coincidence,” Liz said back as she finally opened her eyes again to find a concerned Max and a wicked smile that was placed upon here lips that came with a impious twinkle of the eye.
“You know Max I’m surprised you’re here. I heard that you quit your line of work. When the best escorter in town quits, news gets around fast with us single woman,” he returned with a hand on her hip as she never ceased to stop studying the couple.
“Actually, I am out of that line of work. I came here to see Liz,” he answered as he gave a worried look towards Liz before returning it back to Pam. He didn’t like the sad frown that was pulling on Liz’s lips or the way her eyes kept escaping his.
“Look we were in the middle of things before you came in, so could you just give us a minute,” he asked as he already was starting to lead her out. This wasn’t happening, not now. Why now? They were getting so close again, and then this.
“That’s fine. But Max if that pretty face of yours ever looks back into escorting, you know who to call,” she smiled as she winked back at him, swaying her hips as she left.
Finally finding them alone again, Liz looked up to find Max worrying a worried look. “This is never going to work out Max,” she whispered before turning her back away from him and looking onwards through the glass window and watching the busy city.
“What?” he asked in just as low of a tone.
“This, us, it’ll never work. Every time we get close, every time we… I don’t think we should start this again. Let’s just be honest for once Max; no matter how much we like each other, the past is always going to come up. I’m always going to be the little rich girl and you’ll… you’ll always be an escorter,” she stated with a slight quiver in her voice.
“What are you talking about? I quit being an escorter. I thought Maria told you…” he started while walking towards her.
“She did, but that doesn’t change anything…” she replied still with her back away from him.
Grabbing her shoulders to face him, Max found tears falling down her hurt eyes. It hit him hard and painfully clutched at his chest.
“I don’t understand Liz. Is this about that woman, Pam, cause she was just a job. I don’t even really remember her,”
“I know you don’t understand! Max that thing that happened with Pam, it’s only the beginning. Because one day another woman will walk up to you and remember you as the escorter. Max, I don’t wanna have to walk down the street with you and wonder if the girl that just walk past us was ever one of you jobs. I can’t live like that,” she whispered feverently even as tears ran down her soft face. He just shook his head in protest as she whispered the words again, “I just can’t I’m sorry…I’m sorry,” she apologized as she grabbed her bag and pushed out of his arms towards the door.
She could hear him calling after her even as she reached the elevator door. Turning around to catch a small glimpse of his tormented face before the doors closed in his face. “Liz, are you okay?” a familiar voice asked.
“I’m fine Shauna. I’m fine,” she whispered to herself. She walked in a fast pace after the elevator doors opened. The lobby was empty and quiet. The only thing that could be heard was the clicking of her heals against the marble floor that echoed the sound through the lobby.
Hailing a cab quickly, she whispered the address of her home to the driver. She sat back into the leather seat as rain drizzled down the windows in a dreary mess. Liz wiped the salty tears away from her cheeks and tried to clean up her make up. What the hell was she doing! She was refreshing her make up after just leaving the guy of her dreams. Evan though she knew he would break her heart again, she still felt the bitterness towards life. It had pushed every thing in between them just to separate their love.
“Miss? Miss we’re here,” the cab driver said impatiently as he raised his bushy eye brow up at her through the mirror.
“Sorry,” she whispered lamely before paying him and getting out of the cab. She was greeted with cold rain as she rain into her building. Was every thing in this city cold and callous?
The apartment door opened with her key before she closed it and took of her heals. Finally taking a breath, she leaned on the door. She was trying to keep herself together, but she was at a constant battle within herself. Taking another deep breath, she began to walk upstairs until the silence was interrupted with a knock on the door.
When she opened the door without thought, she found her escorter wet with a stern frown as he stared down at her. His hands were placed on each frame of the door. “You didn’t think I’d let you get rid of me that easily did you?” he whispered. She swallowed and tried not to let her gaze be lowered. His white shirt was translucent from the heavy rain outside as his chest heaved in and out. As she looked into his eyes, she found wet bangs casted in front. She couldn’t resist as her hand reached up to brush the brown hair out of his eyes. Before she could retreat her hand, he caught it and pulled it passionately towards his body.
Her body collided against his as he crashed his lips and grabbed her by her shoulders. Making a rough groan, he pushed her against the closed door and attacked her ruby lips again as his hands found their way under her blouse. She made a small cry when his fingers brushed against her sensitive peaks. Pulling the buttoned blouse apart, he sucked and licked what he craved.
“Max…I,” she pleaded even though she didn’t know herself what she wanted.
“What do you need princess?” he whispered as his knee nudged in between her legs and pushed it softly into her core. She cried out again and grinded into his knee as she arched her back for his pleasure. His hand slid down her neck to cup her breast as the other was wrapped around her waist to keep her within reach of his mouth.
Feeling her hands caressing him under his shirt, a since of primal force over took him as he dragged his shirt over his head. Grabbing her ass, he lifted her as her legs wrapped around him. She made an erotic noise when his hardness pushed between her legs and roughly grinded into her.
He felt a tightening in his member when he felt Liz suck and lick his neck. He couldn’t take it anymore. All of the built up frustration was released in the event they now found themselves in.
Carrying her away from the cold door, he started to walk towards the soon to be warm bedroom. He found it extremely difficult to walk up the steps when she was sucking on his ear and running her hand through his hair gently.
“Jesus, I can’t get to the bedroom when you’re doing that princess,” he whispered hotly even though he had already started to give up climbing the stairs and started to settle for the stairs. He laid her down gently on the floor as his body soon followed hovering over her.
Reaching downward, he began to unzip her unwanted skirt. She lifted her hips upwards to help him. The action however left him completely in daze of lust. Giving up the seemingly simple action of undressing her, he slid his hand inside her skirt and under her lace panties. She through her head back to his actions.
He tightened his jaw once he felt the wetness. He tried not to curse, but found him doing it so anyways. In effort to release the aching pain, he kissed her lips with hunger and want. Pushing inside her with rhythm, she cried and contracted before finding release.
He watched her with a small smile, but lustful eyes as she tried to calm her body down and closed her eyes as her body shook. She smiled softly as she started to feel small and sweet kisses on her eyelids.
She opened her eyes to find soulful eyes staring back at her. She had total satisfaction written on her face as she breathed out and in to calm what was still shaking in her body.
“I told you Liz; I’m not done with you yet,” he said with a mischievous smile as he took in a hungry kiss while lifting her up and walking towards the four-post bed. Laying her in the middle, he crawled up her body after he discarded the rest of her clothing. He watched as her chest heaved up and down in anticipation.
“God, I’ve missed you,” he whispered in the crook of her neck. He heard something like ‘I can tell’ from her mouth, but all words were forgotten when he felt her hand go farther and farther south. He grunted and closed his eyes tightly once her hand slipped inside and touched him passionatel.
Discarding the rest of his clothing, he found himself in between her smooth legs and grinded his teeth when he was finally inside her. Beads of sweat formed on their bodies and the slick and grinding movements increased. “Liz,” he whispered as she lifter her hips upwards towards his to relieve the ache. When he felt her tightening around him, he took one final kiss before collapsing from climax.
The air fell silent as the two lovers were pulled into sleep. Laying his head to her chest, he fell asleep between her legs in warmth and the last thing he felt before drifting off were the soft caresses of her hands through his hair.
“Why do we have to go out?” he asked as he watched her slip into a pair of jeans that hung low on her hips.
Catching his lustful gaze, she smiled and said, “Because we haven’t left this apartment in two days.”
He smiled wickedly before grabbing her hips and placing her in his lap before saying, “But I wanna stay here with you… all alone in this warm bed.”
“Tough,” she whispered roughly as he began to suck on the sensitive spot on her neck.
“But I don’t wanna,” he smiled knowing that he sounded like a stubborn child as he kept kissing her sweet neck and ran his hand through her silky hair.
Finally getting a hold of herself, she grabbed his shirt and threw it as him before getting off his lap. He chuckled and put his shirt on for her sake. Liz had given in to him at last. They had had a long pillow talk about their relationship the night before. They were going to both work on it, because it certainly wasn’t going to be easy, but it was better than being apart. Anything was better than being apart.
Walking down the steps, he found her at the bottom of the steps waiting. “I think you need some breakfast,” he commented as she looked for her coat.
He smiled before handing her long leather coat to her from upstairs before hearing her say, “I need coffee.”
“That stuff will kill you one day you know,” he replied maybe for the sake of argument.
“Haven’t you heard caffeine is good for the soul,” she turned once her coat was put on and slipped her hair from its confines.
“You shouldn’t drink so much coffee,” he smiled as he opened the door open from her apartment.
She rolled her eyes and quoted a phrase she had once said to him before so very long ago, “What are you going to do Max, spank me?”
He laughed before replying, “Well its always an option.”
And so there they were, after all their struggles and hurt from the past, walking down the hallway, hand in hand- Elizabeth Parker and the escorter.
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