"You and I need to have a little chat."

"Uh...sure?" Chloe mumbled halfheartedly as she leaned back in her seat. Vannessa had never been a favorite of Chloe's, not even when she was a child.

Chloe knew that she just wanted what was best for Max but the woman's overprotective nature wasn't earning her any brownie points in Chloe's book.

Setting down her her cellphone, Vanessa Caulfield walked closer to the table, the same disapproving look plastered all over her face. Max seemed to be just as confused as Chloe was, she reached hand over the tabletop, her pale hands caressing Chloe's.

Pretending not to notice, Vanessa strolled over and took a seat across from her daughter.

"Now, Max informed Ryan and I that the two of you have been having some relationship issues, correct?" Vanessa said, her eyes casting a gaze over towards Chloe. Max rolled her eyes and scooted closer over to Chloe.

"Uh..Yeah. Mrs. C. But...I..." Chloe stammered on. Like what had happened earlier with Ryan, she found herself feeling a loss for words under the older woman's attentive gaze.

"Well? I'm waiting for explanation..." Vanessa said.

"I-"

Just when the silence that had followed was getting to be to much, Max interrupted and spoke up on her partner's behalf.

"Everything's okay now, Mom. You and dad don't have to keep interrogating Chloe over it." The pale brunette said, her voice unusually filled with confidence.

It was rare when Max would speak like that, but that's what made Chloe cherish them so much more.

Not to mention, Chloe was thankful for the save, for sure. She didn't need nor care to have the bitter memory of what had transpired between her and Max to continuously be thrown back into her face. The reasoning from her daughter had seemed to quell some of Vanessa's misgivings, at least a tiny bit.

Her face had softened, and she gave a gentle sigh.

"Forgive me, sweetheart. Your father and I are just worried about you, that's all. You've looked melancholy these last few days..."

Hearing that made Chloe's heart sink like a stone in a pond. Her actions over the last three years had caused Max some serious heartache.

Chloe wanted to find a way to make it up to her.

She wanted to take Max someplace special where they could forget about life's problems and just spend time in each other's company. Somewhere they could stock up on all the booze and donuts money could buy.

Maybe she could even finally get around to persuading Max into getting her first tattoo. Either way, the scenarios were endless.

But where could they go?

Vegas...?...Canada?

Hmmmh... She would really have to think some more on that subject some more in the future.

Chloe was so lost in her sudden thoughts she hadn't even realized that's Max's father had made his entry into the dining room.

"Couldn't help but here all the bickering out here from back in the kitchen. I think that a nice meal will help lift everyone's spirits." Ryan announced through his gruff voice, approaching the table with plates of stacked-high with various food items. He walked each side of the table giving each of them their plate to enjoy.

"I hope you planned on staying for dinner Chloe, otherwise I'd would've made your plate to-go." The man said with a small grin, trying his best to come off as hospitable as possible, he set the pair of young women's plates down before them.

Chloe couldn't deny the audible gurgle her stomach made in response. Hearing it, Max brushed her leg up against hers and gave the punk a sideways smirk. Chloe nudged her with a shoulder to silence her.

"This looks great, dearie." Vanessa said as she admired the meal below, her tone magically much cheerier than it was when speaking to Chloe.

Go figure, there.

"Yeah dad, it smells amazing, too." Max remarked, her mouth visibly watering.

"Well then, don't just stare it folks, dig on in!" Ryan declared with a round of gusto.

No words were spoken for awhile after that. The only sounds were food being partaken of, silverware clanking, and the occasional slurp of a drink or two.

Chloe groaned in satisfaction between bites, while it may not have been Two Whales caliber, it still pretty damn good.

With the hunger pangs in her stomach finally subsided, Chloe felt better about things had played out so far. She had got her girlfriend back and manged to score a free meal in the process. It obvious that things were still raw between her and Max's parents...but with time things could smooth out.

Things went on as expected with more eating and drinking, and a few awkward moments when someone would mention Chloe and Max's relationship that were thankfully glossed over.

By the time dinner was over, Chloe couldn't shake the feeling that the night had just begun.

About an hour later, Chloe, clad, in only her tank top and shorts, found herself laying on her back in Max's bed.

Max on the other hand, had turned to using Chloe's dinner-full belly as a makeshift pillow.

"Man, I am stuffed." Chloe declared with a yawn.

"I'd hope so. You ate like half your body weight." Max said, practically feeling Chloe's stony glare from under her.

"I am a growing girl, after all." The punk chortled, shifting her body as give Max the hint to get off her.

Taking said hint, the pale girl rolled over on her side as to bring her body parallel with Chloe's.

Chloe could the warm tingles from Max's breath on her face. Max's freckled face looked so appealing in the dimly lit room. Chloe couldn't deny the small quake of desire that rocketed through her mind whenever Max looked at her.

"You're staring, you goober." Max uttered with a chuckle as she rubbed heads with Chloe.

"Can't help it when there's so much eye candy in front of me." The punk grunted seizing the moment to take a small suckle of Max's cheek.

Being this close in bed with her mate had awakened a side to herself she had thought to been long lost.

Chloe's mind was being flooded with hormones as she gave into the lust that had been dormant for so long.

...

Chloe needed this.

Max shuddered from the sensation and suppressed a gasp. "My parents-"

"Won't hear a thing." Chloe said, finishing the sentence for her.

It had been a while since their last love-making session, so Chloe wanted to make this time as pleasureful as it could be.

"That's right baby. Make those wonderful noises for me..." Chloe growls, leaning over and softly biting Max on the ear.

Max gasps at the mix of pain and pleasure surging through her body.

"You're so cute, you know that?" Chloe chuckles, and gently positions her hand lower on Max's body.

"Shut up." Max mumbled, trying to hide the embarrassed and aroused blush on her cheeks. Max could feel her lover's fingers begin to make their way over and under her waistband. Max's arousal was through the roof now, her nether region becoming more moist with every passing second. Chloe sticks her middle finger directly into Max's wet snatch with vigor, causing the freckled brunette to gasp loudly.

"Ohhh, Chloe I feel like I'm- " Max attempted to say, but Chloe used her free hand to place a finger over Max's mouth.

"Shh, It's okay baby..." Chloe said leaning in closer, allowing Max to place her head in the nook of her shoulder.

Slowly Chloe inserted more of her fingers into Max, making the smaller girl groan in pure bliss.

Max felt like she was on cloud nine as Chloe fingered her. Max tried to grit her teeth to prevent more moans from escaping her mouth, but this ultimately proved unsuccessful. Chloe's five digits went to town, going up and down, left and right, and every direction possible inside of Max.

Max's moans of pleasure had long increased in volume, signs of her impending climax. Chloe took notice of this and sped up her motions, sliding her fingers in and out of Max's moist insides, making Max's breath audibly hitch.

"Are you close baby?" Chloe whispered in Max's ear.

Max could only nod her head, as the pleasure became to much for her to handle. Her body was beginning to spasm as Chloe's magic touch was bringing her closer to the edge.

Preparing for the grand finale, Chloe leaned in towards Max's ear, her hot breath making Max shiver.

Chloe face formed into a grin, whispering directly into Max's ear.

"Just let it all out Max..."

That did it.

...

"Chloe...!"

Max gasped out a loud bellow of pleasure and relief, scream-moaning out her partner's name. She yanked at the bed-sheets tightly as the feeling of her climax continues to rock her body and mind like the harsh winds of a tsunami.

Max's orgasm lasted nearly fifteen whole seconds, before finally fizzling out into multitude of short pleasure filled bursts.

...

"Sorry about that...it's been awhile.." Max lamented quietly, still trying adjust her hear-rate back to it's regular pace.

Chloe flashed a look of momentary empathy, before speaking again.

"Well buckle on up hippie, cause we ain't done yet..." Chloe bellows, wrapping an arm around Max's shoulder.

'We're not?" Max inquired, seemingly all tuckered from what she had just experienced.

"Hell no, now it's your turn." Chloe said, leaning back on the wall behind her, and placing a hand over her crotch, alluding for Max to service her, Almost as if she were issuing a challenge in a way.

Doing as instructed, Max got into position.

Soon, it wasn't before long that Max was the one that had Chloe writhing in pleasure.

The two of them were making sure this definitely would be a night to remember.

...

With her naked form shielded by Max's sleeping form, Chloe's mind was buzzing. The whole road trip idea was sounding better and better as she thought about it.

And what about Rachel? Where did she fit in all of this?

Chloe wasn't sure. Once she and Max got back to Portland they could map out there plans a little bit better, she hoped.

Despite having a belly packed full of food and having literally just had sex, Chloe surprisingly enough wasn't feeling too tired.

Forcing her eyes shut, Chloe lost herself to her thoughts and hoped that soon enough slumber would overtake her.