Lola heard the fashion designer leave, but she was already enjoying the kiss and molding herself to Max. She subconsciously put her arms around his neck, Max's hold on her hips tightened as he pressed her against him. Their tongues mated with equal energy.
They were lost in the kiss, but were torn apart by the sudden burst of the door. As they were panting, they both turned to the door to see who barged in on them like that, expecting to see the fashion designer who must've forgotten something, but were surprised to see a tall young lady staring daggers at them and Ethan right behind her with eyes that could melt the hardest of hearts.
"I'm sorry, sir! I tried to stop her, I even lied that you were out on a business trip, but she…"