You’re getting ready to go out with Max walks in “Where’re you going babe?”

“Out.” You reply.

You try to walk but he stops you. He was about to reach for you but pulled away, biting his lip. “Do you not want me to go?” You say, getting closer to his face. You’re only inches away as his breathing got heavier.

“Fuck..” He air hitched as you whisper against his lips. “Answer me, love.”

“Fuck it.” Is the last thing he says before kissing you harshly. “You lost the bet.” You smirk.