Someone threatened to blow up Iggy if I didn't post another chapter *Ahem* So, I'm posting again. Yay. I don't own Max,

We walked through the door of our apartment when I felt Fang pull me to him. I knotted my hands in his hair and pulled myself closer. "Wait, are we…?" I asked. He nodded shrugging out of his shirt. Angel must have already headed home. "I think I know how you felt those couple of months." Fang admitted guiltily. Oh, sweet payback! I thought of all the times Fang had told me no and smirked. "Well, see you in a couple of hours." I said with a yawn, flopping down on the bed. Fang stared behind me looking like he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

A couple of hours later, I woke up with Fang next to me. I had held out for a while, but eventually gave in. I rested my head on his chest, feeling him stir beside me. He was awake now too. "We need to talk." I said pathetically. "What's up?" He asked worriedly. "A couple of things. First, I think you do know how I felt a couple of months ago. Mom said your hormones are through the roof. She thinks it's a reaction to the pregnancy." I watched Fang taking it all in and recognized the look on his face. It was guilt. "Sorry I overreacted some." He mumbled into my hair. "Overreacted some? You looked like you were going to throw Buster through the glass door just for winking at me! And Dylan…" I shuddered when I remembered the murderous look on Fang's face when he'd seen that Dylan had come back. "The other thing is the wedding…" I started. "We're going to have to postpone it, right?" He asked, without surprise. "You're not mad?" I asked. To my surprise, he actually laughed. "Max, I've waited until now. What's another year or so?" He said, running his fingers through my hair. "There is one thing though." He said. "Let's get dressed for dinner, and I'll show you."

I did like I was told when Fang brought me out into the living room. "Your wedding present is already done. We finished it up today." He said, grabbing my shoulders and pushing me to the spare bedroom. I eyed him suspiciously. "Go ahead." He pushed me to the door. I turned the knob and peered inside. The bedroom had been turned into a nursery. The walls were mint green. There were two cribs with matching jungle themed bedding and an open closet containing a few gender neutral clothes. I busted out in tears. Damn hormones!!! Fang pulled me to him, and I could feel him laughing again. "Iggy, Gazzy, and Angel helped me finish it up today. Your mom, Nudge, Ella, and Angel picked out everything." He murmured. I still couldn't stop crying. "Nod twice if you like it." He teased with a chuckle. "I…love..it." I hiccupped between sobs.