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Chapter Four
Fang's POV
We ended up eating first and then checking into a hotel. Lunch was delicious; we ate at this really nice restaurant that I can't pronounce the name of. The Hawaiian food was delicious. The best part about the meal wasn't even the food. The best part was that the kids were happy and I still got to sit close to Max. I could barely keep my hands off her. It was harder than ever, knowing that I didn't have to keep it a secret. It kind of surprised me because this wasn't me.
We were currently at the hotel, in the girls' room. We'd gotten two rooms—one for the girls and one for the guys. Plus, the lady at the front desk gave us two free portable beds so everyone got their own. It was nice.
I sat on one of the beds—Max's—mindlessly flipping through channels. I would stop occasionally when I saw something remotely interesting. Which was very, very rarely.
Max was in the shower. I'd just gotten out. Nudge and Angle were in pajamas, playing a card game. Don't ask me where they go the cards. Gazzy and Iggy were in the corner, planning something. Or making a bomb.
Not that I cared. I mean, really, when I have Max, nothing else matters. I knew, though, that she would care.
I sighed and walked over to them. "Guys, what are you doing?"
They stopped talking immediately. Gazzy gave me an innocent look. "Nothing…"
"Don't try anything."
Iggy groaned. "You're no fun anymore. Ever since Max—"
I turned away, rolling my eyes. She seems to think I'm fun…in a whole different way but still.
I lay down on the bed and started flipping through channels again. I wasn't really paying attention to what was on. My eyes kept flickering toward the bathroom door. Already, I was growing impatient. After ten minutes. I needed to see her. To know that she's okay, safe.
She's fine, Fang. She's thinking about you, I heard angel's voice in my head.
Angel, stay out—wait. Max is thinking about me? I slowly started to smile.
Yeah.
What's she thinking about?
I can't say.
Angel, I internally groaned.
Well, she's just thinking about how happy she is that you're not all over Brigid. That you're all over her…that she loves you, too. Angel seemed hesitant toward the end.
Loves me…too? I was confused. I haven't told her.
Yes, you did. I was still confused. Angel sighed. Last night, when you thought she was asleep.
My eyes widened. She heard that?
Yes.
I grinned. And she loves me too?
Of course she does. Oh—she's coming out. Don't be too shocked.
What in the world did she mean by that? Then Max walked out of the bathroom and I had to contain myself from looking too shocked. Iggy and Gazzy looked up and then went back to whatever they were doing. I couldn't look away from her face. My eyes followed her every move. She glanced at me and then self-consciously touched her face. I shook my head and slid to sit on the edge of the bed. She stopped a couple feet in front of me. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward me. She looked down at me and a small smile lit her face. I pulled her closer and felt her move her hand to entwine her fingers with mine. With my other hand, I cupped her face. She leaned into my grip. I tugged on her hand. She walked closer. I pulled her face down. The hand I wasn't holding came up and she buried it in my hair. My other hand went down to her waist and I pulled her closer. My tongue begged for entrance and she allowed it. Our tongues danced together. She pushed me down slightly and I pulled her on top of me. I fingered the bottom of her shirt and then my hand swept under. My fingers danced up her back and—
Someone cleared their throat. I didn't want to let her go, but she pulled back. I scowled. She smirked. "The kids are here. Later," she whispered too quietly for anyone else to hear. I smiled.
She rolled off of me to look at Iggy—he was the one who cleared his throat. "Yes?" she said sweetly.
"Save it for later. The sound of your—"
"Iggy!" Max and I said at the same time.
"Whoa! Jeez, people, gang up on the blind guy!" he exclaimed.
"Well, don't interrupt," I retorted and then pulled her around to face me, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Fang!" She laughed and wriggled out of my grip to sit up. I sat up with her. Scooting back against the head board, I pulled her back with me. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, hugging her tightly to me. After a moment, she rested her head on my shoulder. I pressed my lips to her temple.
"Oh, Max, they have a pool!" Nudge said suddenly. "Can we go swimming?"
"Sure, sweetie," Max answered immediately.
"Can we go now?" Angel asked. "Iggy can take us."
"Oh, thanks for asking me," Iggy grumbled.
"If you want to….Iggy, would you take them? Please?" Max asked hopefully.
Iggy stared at her. I kicked him. "I guess," he said finally. "Get changed."
"Yea!" Nudge squealed. "Thanks, guys!" She and the other two walked next door to change. Iggy stayed only a moment. "I'm only doing this to give you two a little alone time. Also, the kids need it," he said quietly.
Max reached out and squeezed his hand and I marveled at the gentleness she had. She could be a gently caretaker to a fierce fighter…and that made me love her all the more. "Thanks, Ig."
His sightless eyes showed understanding. "You're welcome." Then he turned and went out the door.
Max and I sat in a comfortable silence for a minute, unmoving. Then she moved her head to rest it on my bare chest. I only just remembered I was shirtless.
I absentmindedly started running my hand up and down her left arm, leaving goose bumps. By then we were both laying down, her on my chest and me on the bed. I propped myself on my elbow and Max snuggled closer. I stared down at her, still stroking her arm. She opened her eyes and stared back at me. I was mesmerized. Her eyes were a deep brown; a guy could get lost in them, ya know?
After a minute, she spoke. "Did you mean it?" she whispered. "What you said last night?
I stared at her and ever so slowly lowered my head to rest my forehead against her own. "Yes," I whispered. "Yes, Max. I love you. I've been in love wit you since…well, come to think about it, since Jeb rescued us. Possibly before." I paused. "I don't know how to make you see how much I love you, Max. There are so ma—"
I was cut off as Max's hand came up to cup my cheek and she pulled my face down to meet hers. My own hands reached down and one rested on her waist and the other curled in her hair. I angled myself so I was straighter above her and almost on top of her. I fingered the bottom of her shirt and my hand went under. I fl ether stomach and I heard her low groan. I smirked against her lips and then pulled away, grinning at her. Before I could say anything—like ask how she felt, for example. Not that I needed to; I just wanted to hear her say it—she said quietly, muffled because she was pressing her face into my chest, "I love you, too."
"What?" I asked, smiling. "Can you repeat that?"
She looked up with a glare but it slowly dissipated at my joyful expression. "I said, 'I love you, too.'"
I rested my forehead against hers. "That's good." A slow grin spread across my face. "So…you're choosing me?"
She bit her lip. It was so cute; I had to stop myself from leaning down to kiss her. Finally, she slowly nodded. "Yes, I'm choosing you."
I grinned at her and began lowering my lips to hers when I heard a chorus of, "Awwwww," followed by a different chorus of, "Ew." The Flock. I flipped over to look at the clock. Max looked over my shoulder. It was 9:45.
"Oh…look at that. Time for bed." She hopped off the bed and herded Gazzy and Iggy to the guys' room. "You, too, Fang," she ordered me, giving me a fake death glare.
I smiled and got up. She held the door open. I pulled her toward me and gave her a quick kiss. "Anything for you," I said before following Ig and Gaz into our room, leaving a dazed Max behind.
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