Are You Worth My Time?

Zachary Montgomery, Master, 26, Problem Solver. This is an indie rp blog with the primary face being Chace Crawford.

[zachary-montgomery]

Home Sweet Home

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“Uh huh, that doesn’t stop you from avoiding the Nair in your shampoo.” Isobel pointed out, an innocent shrug of her shoulders following. “Jealous? Me? You do realise I’ve set you up on approximately three blind dates with the old lady next door? You’re the one that keeps cancelling on Gladys. She’s gonna think you don’t like her.”

[zachary-montgomery]

“Why can’t you just admit that you love me?” He asked, teasing her as he leaned closer to let his lips trail up the curve of her chin. “Because of you, I have to keep explaining to Gladys that there was a mistake and I never scheduled a date with her. If you keep this up, you are going to break her heart.” He told her, his hands gliding over her upper thighs. 

[zachary-montgomery]

Home Sweet Home

[isobel-masters]

“Destroyed, no. Made it my bitch? Yes. You should be thankful there isn’t an arsenic chaser in it just for that comment.” Isobel retorted as she returned to the kitchen, propping herself up on the bench as she waited for the oven to finish. “You sure about that? Wives always seem to want it to go longer on your side of the desk.”

[zachary-montgomery]

“Now I am really worried. I think we should order in every night, just so I don’t have to worry about you slipping me any arsenic.” He replied, grinning at her as they walked into the kitchen. He set the bags down on the counter and moved towards her, loosening his tie as he walked until he stood between her legs. “Why do you say that, Princess? Are you jealous that they get to spend all day with me?” 

[zachary-montgomery]

Home Sweet Home

[isobel-masters]

“You’re lucky I haven’t burnt the place to the ground.” Isobel called out to him, emerging from the kitchen with flour streaked across her nose and her clothes. “How was work? You didn’t screw up any big divorces today?”

[zachary-montgomery]

Zachary set his briefcase down, shrugging off his jacket as he moved towards the bedroom to hang it up. But when he saw Isobel, he paused and felt a large grin grow on his face. “You look like you destroyed the kitchen today. Should I be worried? And no, I didn’t screw up the divorce case we were working on today.” 

[iheartcrawford]

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[zachary-montgomery]

Home Sweet Home

Things had been busy at his firm today. But since it was the first night with Isobel in downtown Sterling City instead of out towards the beach where his villa had been, he wanted to come home at a decent time and eat dinner with Isobel. So it had been a battle to get out, but he finally opened the door, take out in hand as he called in the house. “Martha Stewart, I’m home.” 

[isobel-masters]

Frog Prince || Zach & Isobel

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“And you work too little,” Isobel pointed out with another roll of her eyes. The only reason her bar was successful was because she spent every waking moment at the place. When she had bought it, it had been a dingy hole in the wall that was slowly becoming more infamous as each month passed. She was busy hiding behind her menu when the waitress came by, ordering quickly as his parents followed suit. 

“I think she puts up with you because she loves us,” Zach’s mother pointed out, slapping at his arm with her menu. “You leave the poor girl alone.”

[zachary-montgomery]

Zachary gave a charming laugh, playing Isobel’s jab at him in good humor. They were supposed to be in love, ready to pop at the seems to tell everyone of their good news. Under the table, he kicked her ankle under the table lightly. She had to now that she wasn’t doing a good job of playing along with their deal. She was disobeying her end of the bargain and it wasn’t helping his part at all. 

“Now, now mother. I think there has to be some kind of love for me or else the three of you would have been having brunch without me.” He laughed lightly, playing the charming son. “You hit your own child, mother? And I don’t think I can leave her alone.” 

[zachary-montgomery]

First Kill || Mafia AU

[zachary-montgomery]

“What better time? If you like the idea I can be happy with that. And if you don’t, I can blame it on the drugs.” He grinned at her, and settled into the bed. “You want to drug me some more?” He asked before he took the cup from her and took one more drink before handing it back. 

[isobel-masters]

“Maybe, but I’d rather you actually ask me when you’re capable of coherent thought.” Isobel pointed out even as he sipped at the tea she had made him. Placing the almost empty mug back on the bedside table, she scooted closer throwing the blankets around them as she settled down beside him. “This is my way of stopping the nightmares, Zach.” She whispered to his form as he slowly relaxed into the mattress. Sleep pulling them both under.

[isobel-masters]

Frog Prince || Zach & Isobel

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Isobel fought the urge to roll her eyes, shifting her hand out from under his as she lifted the menu. “We should order, I have to be back at the bar in a couple of hours.” And she needed to get out of here before the knife beside her plate started to look far better than putting up with Zach for the foreseeable future. 

“Don’t try to placate me, young man. You take everyone around you for granted. I wouldn’t blame Isobel if she decided to avoid brunch with us just to stop putting up with you.” His mother continued despite the hand that came over from his father to try and soothe her. “Sit down and order before you make a scene.”

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Zachary let her move her hand away, he had to keep up with appearances after all, and snatching at her hand and refusing to let go was not going to make the impression he wanted. “I still think you work too much, Isobel.” He told her, giving her a charming smile like he really did think she was overworked before he looked at his parents. “Her bar is growing more and more successful each day.” 

His mother was still in a huff it seemed. The man rose from his chair just enough so that he could lean over and kiss his mother’s cheek. “I would never do such a thing, mother. You know how much I love and appreciate you. And besides, I doubt Isobel would do such a thing. She’s quite fond of me, don’t you know?” He gave her the smile that always won her over before she started to glance at the menu, sitting back down fully. 

[zachary-montgomery]

First Kill || Mafia AU

[isobel-masters]

“Seriously? You’re bringing up moving in together now?” Isobel laughed, shoving him backwards as she sat up in bed and reached over for his tea. “Drink this before I hit you over the head with it.”

[zachary-montgomery]

“What better time? If you like the idea I can be happy with that. And if you don’t, I can blame it on the drugs.” He grinned at her, and settled into the bed. “You want to drug me some more?” He asked before he took the cup from her and took one more drink before handing it back. 

[zachary-montgomery]

First Kill || Mafia AU

[isobel-masters]

“I’ve never been more thankful for birth control.” Isobel teased, his nose dragging across her neck as he tried to woo her a little. To distract them both from the day he had endured. “I suppose I can. Although you’d have to actually move in here first for me to figure out whether or not I can stand you for the next fifty years. Is this your subtle way of trying to broach the subject of sex?” She kissed him to silence his protests. “I drugged you, now go to sleep.”

[zachary-montgomery]

Zachary chuckled, his hands moving over her body that he was so familiar to him now. There was no way he could ever forget her. He would be able to remember her face in detail if he were to turn blind tomorrow. “Or we could get our own place. One we picked out together.” He murmured softly, kissing her lips softly before he chuckled once more. “I always want to subtly breech the subject of sex.” His head leaned against the pillow so he could stare at her. “How can I with you in my bed?” 

[isobel-masters]

Frog Prince || Zach & Isobel

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Zach’s mother was already annoyed, sighing and puffing as she kept looking at her watch. She was apologetic about his lateness but Isobel waved her off. She knew what Zach was like. He wanted everyone to hang on his every word, but was incapable of meeting his responsibilities. Half the reason he was late probably had to do with a leggy brunette that he had spent the night buried to the hilt between her thighs. Drinks were ordered and delivered before Zach flounced in. She fought the urge to hit him when he kissed her simply smiling in greeting.

“You’re late, Zachary.” His mother started in, pointing the menu at him as she prepared herself for a lecture. “Is it not enough you had to keep us waiting but Isobel too? She has a business to run and still she is here promptly while you simply turn up and hope we are all still waiting around on you like your little servants.”

[zachary-montgomery]

Zachary saw the signs of his mother’s annoyance the second he had approached the table. He could see how she was fuming. But he knew how to soothe her hurt feelings and have his mother grinning yet again. It was one of his many skills, that he could soothe the woman he called his mother and have her grinning at him and happy with him yet again so that she could turn a blind eye to his activities. 

Besides, he knew his announcement this morning would make her happy. “I’m sorry mother, but the traffic was horrendous out there. Not to mention that the time just got away from me like always.” When she accused him of treating them like servants, he gasped out and looked shocked. “Servants? Never mother! Never you, dad, and of course never Isobel.” He grinned at his fiancé and patted her hand when he sat down. 

[iheartcrawford]

[zachary-montgomery]

First Kill || Mafia AU

[isobel-masters]

“Just you wait, one day he is going to call in a favour for all those nights you spend tucked up in my bed. Like a ring, or grandchildren.” Isobel teased even as Zach’s lips lingered across her own. He was branding her, reminding them both that they were stuck together. No matter what Zach did for his Dad, they wouldn’t change. She pulled his arm across her stomach, her fingers playing across his hip. “I did, just something to help you sleep. Just close your eyes and I’ll be here in the morning.”

[zachary-montgomery]

“Or, it could be my own living nightmare if he asks for both.” He teased right back, pulling back to make a face at her before he trailed his lips over her skin. “Can you imagine me spending the rest of my life with you?” He asked, his lips ghosting over her jawline. “And can you imagine mini me’s running around?” But when she confirmed that she did drug him, he groaned. “My own girlfriend drugged me.”