Max Shine
Max was the happiest man on earth. It seemed all his dreams were coming true where PJ was concerned. The woman had worked him over. He had imagined what it would be like to make love to her, but she surpassed everything he envisioned. The way she worked her hips should be illegal. And the way her mouth worked was stuff porn movies were made of. If he hadn’t already been in love with her, he certainly would have been after that night of passion.
The man went to bed with a smile on his face and his woman cuddled in his arms. He woke up grinning like a Cheshire cat when he found that beautiful seductress still in his bed in the morning. He thought for sure he had scared her off with all that love talk and the tears he couldn’t stop from rolling down his face. The fact that she was still here meant something to Max. There was no doubt in his mind that she had feelings for him, as well.
Leaning over, he kissed the top of her wild curls. She never looked so beautiful as she did hair tousled and freshly fucked. Wanting to keep her in his bed for as long as possible, Max eased his way out of the bed. After relieving himself and taking a quick shower, he threw on a pair of lounge pants and made his way to the kitchen to make the breakfast of champions… oatmeal.
As he added the brown sugar to the pot to melt into the oats and butter, he felt arms wrap around his waist. Smiling he switched the burner off and turned to kiss the woman he loved.
“Good morning beautiful. I hope you like oatmeal.”
“Oatmeal? I haven’t had that since I was a teenager.”
“What? I love the stuff. It’s my favorite breakfast. I like mine with brown sugar and milk. It is delicious. Have a seat and I’ll bring you a bowl.”
“Fine, but can I have mine without the milk? I like mine thick.”
Max smiled at the look of satisfaction on PJ’s face when she tasted his offering. Nothing made him happier than to please her. Seeing her sitting at his breakfast bar wrapped in his bathrobe, he knew he wanted to make her oatmeal every morning for the rest of their lives.
“Listen Max, about last night. I am so sorry that I attacked you. I didn’t even give you a chance to think about if you wanted me or not. I just pushed myself on you.”
“Baby, I enjoyed every moment of it. There is no need to apologize for giving me what I’ve been wanting since the moment I saw you.”
“I want you to know that I don’t go around throwing my cat at men. That was a first for me. I was just overwhelmed with emotion and needed to let it out.”
“Well, feel free to let out your emotion on me anytime you feel like it. I have never been so thoroughly fucked in all my life.”
The lovers laughed at his quip. They finished eating and PJ left to get ready for work. Max cleaned the kitchen, removed the sheets from his bed and threw them in the wash. While he waited, he made another cup of hot chocolate and sat down to do a little job searching. He must have applied to every open position in the state, along with the bordering ones. He had met with a headhunter a couple of weeks ago but had yet to hear back with any offers.
Just as he was starting to feel down on himself, he received a call from the headhunter. The man must have esp.
“Hello, this is Max?”
“Hello, Mr. Shine. This is Davide Eros. I am calling to let you know we have a job offer for you!”
“What? No way.”
“Yes, way. The station loved your audition video, and the station manager is familiar with your work. They aren’t even asking for an in-person interview. They are offering you the position based on your reputation.”
“It sounds too good to be true. What’s the catch?”
“Well, the job is on a national platform and would require you to move to Atlanta.”
“Atlanta? I wasn’t aware we were searching in Georgia.”
“We weren’t, but the station manager inquired about you. It is a great offer. You’d be the lead morning meteorologist at the Weather Channel. It’s what you said you wanted. Here it is on a platter just for you.”
“Who is the station manager?”
“Her name is Simone Van Locke. She mentioned she had worked with you in the past.”
Fuck! Simone Van Locke. What was Max supposed to do with this news? He should be over the moon, but he had ended things with Simone over a year ago. He had so much to think about. There was the fact that he was in love with PJ, and she had just moved to North Carolina. Their relationship was too new for her to pick up her life and move with him. Hell, he wasn’t ready for that kind of commitment yet. Then there was Simone. He did not want to be with her because he wanted PJ, but she had a way of convincing people to do what she wanted them to do.
“Hello? Max, are you still there?”
“Yes, I’m sorry. I’ll need some time to think about this. Can you give me until after the Christmas holiday to give you an answer?”
“Sure thing. I’ll let them know. Congratulations, Max. This is the best offer we could have hoped for.”