Chapter 19
Chapter Nineteen
MaxMc: Seriously, you’re choosing your sister and Ethan again?
Zoe: What?
MaxMc: You’re moving this weekend, I had plans for us and Ethan just told me he’s helping you move to a studio you found this past weekend.
Zoe: What do you mean they’re helping me move?
MaxMc: You didn’t know?
Zoe: Obviously. I . . . ugh. Mom. That was Mom. I told her Sunday night that I found the studio and they would allow me to move this upcoming weekend. She said they couldn’t help me—I never asked—but not to worry.
MaxMc: And you say my mother is the meddling one.
Zoe: I didn’t say that, I just repeated what your sister told me.
MaxMc: She does have wedding books ready for me and Jacob, just in case our brides-to-be don’t have something like that.
Zoe: (skull emoji)
MaxMc: Stop, or I’ll tell her you and I are an item.
Zoe: We’re NOT an item.
MaxMc: I know, but it doesn’t matter. She’ll try to get us together.
Zoe: You’ll be shooting yourself in the foot.
MaxMc: Not if I take a long term assignment and disappear for months.
Zoe: I don’t like you.
MaxMc: You think I’m happy with you? This was our weekend.
Zoe: Sorry. I’ll tell Lily that . . . I can’t tell her anything without mentioning you. Ugh, you’re right. The weekend is ruined.
MaxMc: By the way, all the utilities are included. You don’t have to set up anything.
Zoe: This is the perfect place. Tell your friend that I’m grateful.
MaxMc: I’ll make sure to tell him.
Zoe: And you’re sure that he won’t kick me out before my place is ready next year, right?
MaxMc: I’m sure.
Zoe: Thank you, Max. You’re the best.
MaxMc: You still owe me a BJ (make it two). Miss me, babe.