jack's pov

days went by and weeks went by, and it only seemed liked max and savannah were getting much closer.

they're constantly doing work projects together, they now have their own inside jokes, but max and i haven't really managed to have a proper conversation.

it's usually him taking savannah and they head out, or the air is just really awkward and uncomfortable if she happens to leave me and him alone in a room.

i don't know, i'd just feel much more comfortable getting to know the new guy-friend that my girlfriend suddenly has to be honest.

i leant against savannah's desk, waiting patiently for her to finish printing things in the copy room, so we could head home.

max was also in the room, and staring out of the window - typically unbothered to start a conversation at all.

"so, um, are you into any sports?" i decided to break the ice and he turned his head.

"yeah, football and basketball are pretty good".

"ah cool, i love british football too. maybe we could go to a game together?".

he shrugged his shoulders, "yeah, maybe".

i was slightly confused and irritated by his lack of interest as he turned back to face the window.

"so, um, fashion" i tried again. "has it always been your first choice or is it just the countless amount of women who work here?" i snickered.

max faced me with a chuckle, but i assumed that it wasn't at my joke.

"if this is your subtle way of asking if i'm gay, the answer's no" he replied.

"well actually, i already knew that since you tried to ask savs out".

he was somewhat taken back by my words, "oh. she told you?".

"yeah, savannah tells me everything" i simply explained and max slid his hands into his pockets, shuffling a little closer.

"are you sure about that?".

i creased my eyes at him, "what's that supposed to mean?".

"well, it's just there's things that savannah's told me and i never assumed that you knew".

"like what?" i questioned, folding my arms across my chest with curiosity. but at that moment, savannah walked back into her office while i continued to stare intensely at max.

"so, what have you two been talking about?" she stared at both of us as she placed on her coat.

"just guys stuff, y'know" max vaguely replied, while i still wanted to know the answer to my question.

as savannah continued getting ready to leave, i quietly focused on her, wondering if there was stuff that she's been afraid to tell me.

or maybe i just being paranoid? i mean, since we're no longer just best friends, there has to be some sort of barrier between what she tells her friends and well, me.

i just don't like the way that max said it; he was making it out as if there was huge secrets that savannah's been keeping from me, and i'm pretty sure that's not true.

"...jack?" savannah spoke, snapping an end to my reverie. "let's go" she lightly giggled at my post-day dream face and took her bag.

"see you tomorrow, savannah" max walked out of the office behind us.

"bye" savannah smiled at him. max gave me a wave too, but i just stuck to a head nod and followed savannah to the elevator with my hand on her lower back.

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when we arrived back home, i decided to drop whatever max said because it was most likely bullshit, and instead  focused on being with my girlfriend.

"babe, what do you want to eat?" i asked, taking my suit jacket off.

"nothing, i'm not that hungry" savannah kicked off her heels and began walking towards the bedroom, but i went to the fridge to search for some food.

a few minutes later, i heard light footsteps coming back into the room. i glanced over my shoulder and caught savannah in just one of my old shirts that barely even ran reached her mid thigh.

my attention on food was completely subsided now, that i took in a sharp breath and licked my lips at the sight.

she pulled her eyebrows together with a tiny smirk, once she looked up from her phone, "what?".

"you wore that purposely, didn't you?" i asked, lowering my eyes and sauntering over to her.

she bit down on her bottom lip as i came to stand before her, "what on earth would ever make you assume such a thing?" savannah lied.

i shook my head at her and ran my tongue over my lips, just as she bought me closer by my tie to kiss me.

my arms edged around savannah's waist, eagerly pulling her closer as her's locked around my neck. my fingers soon found their way to the buttons of her shirt, starting from the top and down to the bottom, so that her lace white bra was revealed.

my lips migrated to her neck and then collarbone as i lowered my hands past her waist and hips. i gently pushed her back against the wall behind her, holding her hands above her head and continuing to pleasure her sweetly on her neck.

but that was all before a phone call joined into the light sound of savannah's moans.

"don't answer it" i begged her as she breathed into my ear, but her phone continued to ring and disrupt our actions.

soon savannah frustratingly let go of my hold and reached for her phone to pick up the call.

great.

"hey max," she tried to catch her breathe again. "now's not a very good time...yeah, i know that the editor needs to see it by monday, but i haven't finished".

i folded my arms, exasperated at the fact that she started all of this and now she wants to take a phone call from max.

she mouthed an "i'm sorry" to me, as she continued to stand on the phone with her bra still on show through the open buttons of the shirt.

an idea shortly sprung into my head and i once again lowered my eyes at savannah, before crouching down in front of her. she looked down at me with confusion, as i began hunching the shirt up to her hips.

"jack, what are you doing?" she whispered to me, but i ignored her and ran my fingers over the delicate skin on her thighs.

her brows raised with surprise, before she willingly parted her legs a little more, looking down at my every move as i slid my fingers upwards.

"...actually max, i'm not sure if that will work because last time i-" before savannah could finish her sentence, i moved her panties to the side and ran my finger over her slit, causing her to let out a gasp.

"...no, i'm fine. i, uh...just saw a bug, that's all" she explained.

i chuckled at her reaction, hooking my arm around her thigh to get ready to show her what she could really be concentrating on instead.

i gripped onto savannah's panties and pulled them down her legs, before intentionally breathing over her sensitive spot. her body tensed up at the cool sensation, whilst my tongue started to glide gently over it.

"mhmm..." i heard her hum with the phone still to her ear. "sorry, uh, m-maybe we could try the balmain show next week-...fuck".

in the middle of her sentence, i immediately began flicking my tongue up and down, and she quickly used her one free hand to grip onto my hair.

"max, i'm sorry, i've gotta go okay, bye" savannah hastily said. i heard the phone being tossed onto the couch, before she instantly opened her legs a little more.

"w-why the hell...did you do that?" she spoke in between breathes.

i paused and looked up at her, "should i stop?".

"no!...no, just...keep going" she leant her head back against the wall, and i chuckled just as i put one leg over my shoulder and continued to pleasure her.

i began moving my tongue on her arousal in all sorts of directions, and i heard her squeak before she bit down on her bottom lip.

"this feels so good" savannah's eyes slowly fluttered shut, as her breathing was becoming more hitched by the second.

"no, look at me babe" i told, stroking her thigh, and she uneasily did so while my tongue picked up the pace and she harshly fisted my hair in her hands.

minutes past and i could hear savannah's breathing increasing, as  her legs became weaker in my arms - signalling that she was coming closer to the edge.

as planned, i gave her sensitive spot one last lick before bringing my head back up and releasing from her legs.

i eventually stood up and grumbled a curse word at her topless chest rapidly rising up and down as she pushed her hair back.

"jack, what the fuck?" she panted, annoyed by my sudden halt.

"that teaches you a lesson for teasing me, then taking that phone call" i smirked, slowly closing the gap between us.

she irritatedly exhaled, "i hate you".

"oh, really? well, you weren't saying that a few seconds ago" i told, raising my eyebrows.

she rolled her eyes, then resulted into grabbing my hand, "just come to bedroom and finish what you started" savannah amusingly gave in, before pulled me along behind her.

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