Chapter 16 - Maisie

It had been two weeks since I last saw Max. In fact, no, it had been two weeks since I saw Max with another woman on his desk. I had no right to be jealous or angry; had my mind been consumed with thoughts of him? Yes. The fact was, I was a photographer, living in my cosy little house on the outskirts of town. My work was going well, and I had a lot of photography gigs lined up for the next week. But no matter how busy I was, I couldn't shake off the thoughts of Max and that woman. Definitely his type.

As I sat in my living room, eating some pizza with the girls and also comforting Natalie about her breakup, I began editing some photos from my latest shoot. I couldn't help but glance at the clock every few minutes as if something was going to strike up at any moment, and at just the mere thought of someone ringing the doorbell, it ran... Creepy doesn't begin to explain that one for me. It was only Amy who had agreed to come by and sit in with us for the night to stop Natalie from drin