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Max's house

"Heyy!" I called, coming through the front door. "I'm home—look busy!" I started towards the living room, hearing some action movie on TV. "'Kay, so I was thinking since this was our first dinner together—" I stopped short, seeing Fang on the couch next to Angel. Angel was trying very hard not to laugh.

"Oh—hey," I said to him. I looked between the two of them in bewilderment. "Uh, you two have met?"

"Hiii." Angel smirked. "And yes, we have. Kinda. He wanted to stop by and surprise you, and I just couldn't ruin the surprise…" she clicked off the TV.

"Surpriiiiiise?" Fang said. (well, more like asked.)

"Wow. Well, I am surprised." I said, still looking at the two of them. Maybe it was just me, but it felt a wee bit awkward…

Angel finally let out a laugh. She pointed to a vase of big white lilies on the coffee table in front of us. "Those are for you."

"Yea, I had to guess the right flower; if you don't like 'em, I can take 'em back," Fang offered.

"No," I said, looking at the petals. "They're beautiful."

"Well, you're beautiful," he said, looking at me.

I just looked up and smiled at him.

Angel broke the silence by standing up with her big bowl of popcorn. "Oh, look at that! I suddenly have something to do in your room!" she announced, sarcastically. "Excuse me…"

"Hm." Fang smirked, and she soon left the room. He grabbed my hand and sighed. "Come here—please." He dragged me down next to him on the couch. "Hi," he said, leaning forward.

I laughed a little. "Hi, yourself," I replied, just as he kissed me.

He made it last before saying, "My last meeting was canceled so I headed on over to the airport to surprise you," he cleared his throat. "Now, Angel—"

I cut him off. "Oh! I can explain! See I know this is kind of a big deal; before you left, I didn't have a foster kid and now I do, so—"

Now he cut me off. "Yeah, you know you're right. All the caring and concern about the welfare and these kids have to stop," he said, jokingly. I felt the back of his hand brush my cheek lightly. "She's amazing, by the way," he added, and he leaned in to kiss me again. And damn, must I say that Fang is like an addiction; well, his kisses, anyway. Once you start, you can't get enough.

"There is no way you're this great," I mumbled against his mouth.

I felt him chuckle and place a hand on my waist. "And," he said between kisses, "there is noway that I'm not…" I just laughed at that.

He stopped kissing me for a moment. "Wait—why are you so unwilling to believe this is happening?"

I paused and bit my lip. I absolutely hate talking about myself. "It's just I have all these voices in my head, and I have a 'history'…"

"Well, not with me you don't; with me you have a future."

I smiled at him. It's those things he says that make him that great…

Music started blaring from upstairs; and yes, we could hear the rapping all the way down here.

Fang smirked. "Well, I'm gonna go so you can spend some time with your 'kid.'" I laughed and he gave me one more goodbye kiss for the night. "Bye," he said, as he stood to leave.

"Bye." I sat back against the couch.

He was turning the corner into the hallway, but he stopped. "Oh," Leaning around the wall to look back at me. "I love you, too."

I just blinked in shock before smiling softly. He left, when we both said nothing.

I grinned more and sighed. Total's head shot up from his corner of the room. He whimpered and I said, "Don't ask…"

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Angel's High School

I walked with her through the school, as she asked, "So, why didn't he spend the night?"

I replied, "Teenagers really don't ask questions like that to mothers. And even if I were your mother, which I'm not, I wouldn't answer. I'm entering a mature and productive relationship, which I—" I stopped short and glared at her. "Why do you pull me into this?"

"Because I'm able. Now back to your love life," she pressed.

"I'm not going to talk about my love life. What we need today is for you to go back to school and not cause any more trouble," I told her. "Towards the day, we'll go to the principal's office and—"

"Kiss his ass until it shines," she finished. We both grinned.

"Exactly."

"I can do that, but I'm actually worried about you and Fang."

I shrugged. "Why are you worried about that? We're fine and I'm actually…very happy." I let a grin slip through and she spotted it.

She nudged me. "C'mon. Spill it."

"There's nothing to spill!" I objected.

"There is too; you're glowing."

"I am NOT glowing!"

"You are so glowing; you're a lava lamp."

"I am not a lava lamp!"

Even while I argued I was still grinning, no matter how much I tried to hide it.

I gave in to her and gave her a small detail just to (hopefully) shut her up. "Okay, he just said something to me last night that made me feel really good. End of discussion."

"Well what did he say?" she pressed.

"End of discussion," I repeated.

"Aw, C'mon. Pleassse?" The bell rang. "Just tell me what he said!" I just started grinning more; I mean, it's not easy to stop smiling when I keep thinking about it. "He loves you," she guessed, and I had to bite my lip. "He said he loved you!"

"Yes, yes, he said 'I love you too', that's what he said!"

She paused. "Ooh… Wait, that means you said it first."

"Doesn't matter. He said, 'I love you too'."

"I can't believe you said it first!" she exclaimed.

I huffed and stopped walking. We got so into our conversation, I think we got lost in this school. "Where are we?"

She smirked and held out her hand, which I took. "I thought you'd never ask. C'mon." as we turned down another hallway, she added, "I still can't believe you said it first!"

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At a restaurant….

A/N: fluff alert….oh, and uh, the awkward conversation….

Just to clarify with you folks, there's something me and my friends and others call the "Magic Date"….which is the third date… which is this particular date. It's when the girlfriend and the boyfriend….let's say, do a certain deed to become 'official.' So that's one particular reason I was disappointed when Fang went out of town; we were going to have our magical date, which he promised would be "magical" and would "defy gravity."

So he asked me to dinner tonight and here we are, on our Magic Date.

Can a get a few Yippees?

Fang thanked our waiter as he came over, pouring us both a glass of wine. "Ok," he turned to me. "Just a few things you should know; I called ahead for the wine, just for you.

"Secondly," he said, as I sipped the wine. "I don't have a middle name."

I was about to ask why, but stopped, seeing him tread on. "Third, I don't own any power tools. Still with me?"

I smiled a little. "Um. Yeah, I think so."

"Good. Because these are the things you need to know if we're going to…move forward. As in, the Magic Date…" He winked, making me laugh.

"Okay. I know what you mean."

He sat back and twisted his wine glass with his fingers. "Okay…so why do you look so troubled?"

I pursed my lips into a line. "I was just thinking maybe there are reasons to wait."

"Like what?"

"Like the fact that we still don't know everything about each other yet."

"Well, that's what I'm trying to tell you."

I smiled. "Yea, yea, I know. But maybe there are things that we aren't quite….adequately able to discuss yet." I gave him an if-you-know-what-I-mean look.

He chuckled. "Is there a reason you're speaking like the Queen?"

I laughed slightly. "No… it's just that for me…after the magic date….that's kind of it."

"So, like, what—we die?"

I laughed again. "No, Fang! C'mon, be serious."

He nodded understandingly. "Okay, Max, look… If you wanna wait, I'm fine with it," he sighed over-dramatically and shrugged. "You just gotta let me know so I can call the Ritz and cancel the suite."

He booked a suite? "You booked a suite?" At the Ritz Carlton? That's, like, big money. Big, big money.

He looked at me like I was crazy. "Well, yes. You said you were expecting magic and magic requires, well, a suite."

I was stunned. "I—Fang, I really wasn't expecting anything, I just wanted to be sure."

"Well, that's ironic. You weren't expecting anything and yet you wanna be sure."

"Oh, you know what I mean. It's kind of a commitment, and commitments are scary," I said. "And I don't particularly like feeing scared."

"Yeah, I know; people in general don't like to be scared. And yet, that's what makes horror movies do so well at the box office," he pointed out.

Another thing I love about Fang; he makes great conversation! "Exactly," I said, continuing with the topic. "But see, everybody likes to be fake-scared, not real scared."

"That's true. Okay," he took a breath. "well, there won't be any knives, no people in masks, so….this is the good kind of scary. But—" he searched my face as he said, "if you wanna wait—hey, that's fine with me, honestly. I can wait for you to be the right kind of scared."

I smiled at him. He was so sweet and genuine about this whole thing, and yet for an awkward topic of conversation, it was so easy to talk to him about it. "Okay," I finally said with a nod.

He flashed me one of his special smiles. "Okay." We clanked our wine glasses together, closing the subject.

I'll spare you some of the details. We did end up going to that hotel suite at the Ritz…..and it started off with kissing…..lots and lots of kissing.

However, Fang, while trying to lighten up the mood, kept interrupting us…

For example:

We had entered the room and within minutes we were involved in a heavy make-out session.

I pressed him up against the wall when he separated to ask, "Champagne?"

"Later…" I replied, not really into talking right now. I was, however, very interested in the six-pack I never knew he had…gorgeous, really.

In between kisses, he (RANDOMLY) asked, "Did you see the flowers?"

I brushed off the question. "Beautiful."

Fang kept kissing me, and I felt his hands run over my sides. "How about the fireplace?"

"Cozy." He kissed me greedily, at the same time removing his dinner jacket.

I felt Fang move one hand up to the back of my head and pull away for air. He chuckled slightly, nodding towards the fireplace. "Yeah, I asked for that. " He started raining kisses all around my neck, saying, "You know what? Nevermind. I made it. With twigs and bricks and a magnifying glass…"

This time I heard what he said, and I laughed with him, wrapping my arms around his neck. "You make me laugh," I said, still giggling.

See, when he's kissing me, I'm not really there….mentally. I zone out, you know? My brain kind of fries. Thus my one word answers, and me not really hearing his questions…

As it was getting more heated and more intense he pulled away, and placed his hands on my waist, and said, "Wait. I have to ask…" I just looked at him. "Where have you been?" He asked quietly.

I just smiled and stepped forward, closing the space between us. "Waiting for you," I replied.

And things kind of went forward from there. I will NOT give you those details, but I think ya'll can make the right assumptions…

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SO? What? Too fluffy? Not enough?

I assume you guys know they DID IT, so I hope you got the subtle messages… XD and remember that they are mature adults, not like their age in the books…. DUH. That's just sick.

REVIEW! :D So, you guys, same question: DID FANG CHEAT ON MAX WHILE HE WAS AWAY?