"Max, wake up."

I rolled over to find Fang's face just inches from mine. I met his soft gaze and smiled. "What is it?"

"I want to show you something," he said.

"Can't I sleep?" I had been so tired that I accidently fell asleep in my jeans and plaid shirt. He answered by scooping me into his arms and carrying me outside. "Fang…" I said. "I'm really tired…"

"Don't worry, you're gonna love it," he said playfully. Before I knew it, his dark wings were around me, and then we were in the chill night air.

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

I proceeded to be quiet then, because I could tell that this was important for him. But really, where on earth could we be going?

"We're here, darling," he said. I opened my eyes to find a huge hot spring bubbling in front of us. I gasped at its beauty.

"Wow," I said. Steam poured off the top of the pure water, creating a breathtaking picture. "Are we swimming?"

"Yeah," Fang replied.

"I didn't bring my bathing suit."

"You won't need it." I watched in slow motion as he slipped off his jacket and then his shirt; his abs were perfectly chiseled. He left his shoes and socks by them. Walking up to me, he grasped the buttons on my shirt and undid them. My tank top was the next to go. I placed my hands on his strong chest. His hands found my bare waist and tickled me. Giggling, I let my fingers dance up until they found his cheeks. "Max," he said. "Kiss me." I didn't need to be told twice. I slowly tilted my head and moved closer to him. The moment our lips met, my eyes fluttered close. My fingers tugged gently on his dark hair. Our bodies were pressed together and I loved how he felt against me. His smooth, tan skin felt soft and heavenly. His lips felt amazing as they caressed mine. Then, I pulled away.

"Fang," I said. "What are we doing?" I felt naked, standing before him with my shirt off. My bra was red with tiny lace around it. Instead of answering, he walked to the edge of the spring and slipped off his pants. Then he dove in, just wearing his boxers. "Oh goodness." Then I went to the edge and, following suit, slipped off my favorite pair of jeans. Before he could turn to look, I jumped in. The water was surprisingly warm and it felt good against my cold skin. "Fang?"

He surfaced behind me and said, "You look beautiful."

I turned around and said, "Oh, really? You'll have to prove it to me."

"Trust me, I will." The water enveloped us both, warming us up. He swam behind me again and wrapped his arms around my waist. I melted into him, my head leaning back on his bare chest, and sighed. My long, wet hair stuck like glue to him. His lips found my neck and gently caressed it with delicate kisses. I shivered as they found my collarbone. Then, his tongue was making its way up my neck, giving me a fantastic feeling. I turned around once more and pressed my lips to his. His hands massaged my wings, giving me a nice feeling. My hands were on his neck. At first, the kiss was slow and sweet, but as time passed it became more passionate. Our lips started to move faster, our breathing heavier, and our tongues danced with each other's. I traced the outline of his teeth with my tongue and he pulled me tighter into him. My hands explored up and down his back and his trailed along my legs…

Without speaking, we both knew what we wanted.