AN: So I actually posted an okay-sized chapter in a reasonable time. It must be a miracle. Thank you for all the reviews and views and follows and favorites, I've been going through a rather tough time and reading them makes me feel infinitely better. Thank you all, really. On with the story :)
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of the Maximum Ride franchise, all credit for that goes to James Patterson
Fang's POV
This went on for about another hour or so, all of us answering unspeakable questions and unthinkable dares, until Max fell asleep leaning against the cot. It was then I sent the flock off to bed and gently shook Max awake. She looked adorable in the few seconds that she was confused and dazed after waking up.
I led her to our bedroom, and she chattered about what she was going to do tomorrow, wide awake after taking her nap. I fought to keep a smile off my face; it wasn't very often that Max was as chatty as she was now. I cut in, teasing her.
"Max, you're going to run out of breath talking like that. I mean, there are better things you could be doing with your lips…". I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively, grinning. I sidestepped the punch she aimed at my face, laughing.
She cracked a grin, and stepped close to me. My heartbeat immediately sped up. Max leaned in close, her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes staring at my jet-black ones and her lips just barely touching mine. I closed my eyes and-
Ahhchoo!
Fuck fuck FUCK. I sneezed. Right on Max's face. I timidly opened an eye, fully expecting a punch, but surprisingly seeing Max's shoulders shaking in the effort to not laugh.
I chuckled a bit, and wiped off her face with my sleeve, and she properly laughed, doubling over in laughter-well, the best she could with large her pregnant belly.
I cut in, almost blushing. "Forget about that. Never happened. Ever,".
She spoke breathlessly, still laughing a bit. "Sure,". She collapsed into laughter again. I waited impatiently until I couldn't, and leaned down and placed my lips onto hers. I grinned into the kiss. She's sure not laughing anymore. I cupped my hands on her cheeks.
She shoved me back, her hands on my chest, putting a hand on her hip and her face in a mock angry face.
"Fang Ride, how dare you kiss me to shut me up!"
She stepped closer to me, a teasing yet somehow threatening look in her chocolate brown eyes. I stepped back accordingly, my back pressed against the wall. She leaned in close, and I grinned, closing my eyes and getting ready for a kiss; it never came. I groaned and opened my eyes to a smug looking Max sitting on the bed. How she got there so quickly, especially since she can only waddle, I do not know.
Pregnant women have tricks up their sleeves...