Chapter 63: A pair of shoes
Arriving back at the house, Andrew pulled off the tie first. Undoing the first button on his dress shirt, he finally felt he could breathe. Exhaling slowly, he took a second after the door was closed and locked behind them to center himself.
"Were you that worried?" Maxwell teased, taking off his own shoes. Andrew nodded.
"If I’m honest? I was terrified. I really didn’t want them to hate me." Andrew told him, and Maxwell smiled to himself as he placed his shoes neatly to the side. Turning, he lowered himself much to Andrew’s shock and began helping Andrew take off his shoes.
"Did you know that it’s a bad omen to give your lover a pair of shoes?" Maxwell asked. Andrew was having a hard time making his tongue move seeing Maxwell on his knees below him. Maxwell’s smile reached his eyes. "It’s because they can then use those shoes to run away from you." Raising Andrew’s one foot out of his shoe, Maxwell placed a kiss against his ankle. "But I’m not worried. If you run away, I’ll just find you." Andrew inhaled, overwhelmed.
"I don’t want to run away." Andrew told him, and Maxwell’s face was bright as he smiled.
"You say that now, but what happens when I do something scary later?" Maxwell said, pressing another kiss to his ankle before he put his foot down and moved onto the next shoe. Andrew was entranced.
"Maxwell, what do you mean? You could kill someone in front of me and I wouldn’t care." Andrew told him, and Maxwell froze, before he looked up at him and smiled.
"Could I? Are you sure?" Maxwell asked, his fingers gently caressing the top of Andrew’s foot and Andrew swallowed. Holy shit.
"I am pretty sure." Andrew offered, his voice a little raspy and Maxwell chuckled.
"Could you kill for me, Andrew?" Maxwell asked sweetly, and Andrew felt Maxwell’s pheromones wrap around him. Tempting, tantalizing, and it took Andrew a minute to find his words.
"I...I don’t think I could, but I could drive the getaway car." Andrew offered, and Maxwell threw his head back and laughed. Helping Andrew take his other shoe off, he pressed another kiss against Andrew’s ankle before getting to his own feet. He wrapped his arms around Andrew, sighing.