After a few hours of thinking, I decided to post it, I wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not, but after a good analysis, I came to the
conclusion that I wanted to post it! lol! So, for those who likes shippyness, welcome here! As for the others (the non-shippers), well, I
didn't write a parallele part where you can roll the dice and go to whatever part the numbers tell you to...lol! Sorry.
And btw, Dvorak's World Symphony is the music in the movie JAWS, you know?
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It was about 3:00 in the morning when Logan got into his bedroom. Max was awake, her head resting on the pillow, holding on to it like it was about
to run away. Logan didn't really know if he should go next to her, or just live her alone. She looked much better, her cheeks weren't as white as
they were before, and since the drug was for the most part eliminated by the Narcan Bella gave her, she had gain her strength back. Not all of
it, but she was alraight.
Max moved on the right space of the bed to make him a place. He sat besides her and took her in his arms.

"I was so scared." He told her genuinely.

"I know." Max said back, and then started to cry. She cried like she'd never cried before. She cried for Eva, for her mom, for what might
be the truth about her father's identity, and she cried for tomorrow. She didn't want to talk about it right now, but she just had to let the
emotions get out before she exploded.

Logan didn't say a word, and he just let her cry as long as she needed to. He knew there probably were things that she lived at Manticore back then,
that she sort of relived today, and it was okay with him that she wasn't feeling like sharing them with him. 'I'm not sure I'd want to know all
those horrible things that happened to her. It would freak me out to much.' He only hold her in his arms very tight, and it was more than Max
ever had before. 'She can't live through this again', he told himself. Logan could hear Zack telling him: 'If you care so much about her you'd
let her go.' Tomorrow was going to be tough. 'She can't stay here, it's too damn dangerous now.' He was holding Max close to him now, and he had
been waiting for this for months, and now that it was happening, he had to let her go. Logan closed his eyes, wanting to just feel the moment.

Max had stoped crying a moment ago, but he was too deep into his thoughts to even acknoledge it. She wasn't making any noise, she stood there,
watching him in silence, knowing perfectly what he was thinking by the look of his face. He opened his eyes and faced her, seeing she wasn't
crying anymore. 'I'll miss her so much!'

"Max, we have to talk about this..." He said to her in an attempt to sound strong.

" Please Logan...not now." She didn't want to face the facts of tomorrow. "Lets take care of tomorrow when tomorrow will come, as for
now, well now is still today." She sadly smiled.

"Max, you have to be mature about this." He said to her, almost in despair.

"I promess you I'll be mature about it tomorrow."

"But..." Max put a hand over his mouth.

"No buts." She replaced her hand by her lips, wanting to feel him close to her more than ever. It didn't take long for the guy to answer
her kiss, so she just put herself on top of him, pushing her lips further more on his. Max placed her hands on each side of his waist and began
pulling up his sweater over his head, touching his warm soft skin under her fingers. Logan held her close to him, almost afraid she would vanish
away from him, but Max left his lips to kiss his neck, and after his chest, and then she got her lips lower, and lower, and began to unzip his
pants. His heart was going a thousand mile an hour and he wanted to kill himself for what he was about to say.

"Max...it's really not that I don't want to...but...I can't." Max knew what he meant since he was paralysed below the belt.

"It doesn't matter to me Logan." She softly said to him, staring into his eyes. "I just want to feel your soul who's within your
body." For some reason this seemed to please him more than whatever else she could have said to him. He sat in the bed and just took her in
his arms, now wanting her more than he had never wanted anyone that bad in his life, and kissed her passionately. Accepting the fact that he couldn't
make love to her was hard for him, but he decided to not let it ruin what they had right now...and of course he knew there wasn't only one way to
please a woman.

Max took off his pants and his socks too. 'Don't you just hate it when guys keep their socks?!'. She got back to his lips walking like a cat on
the bed, in a very sensuous way, which made Logan shiver all throughout his body. His hands went to her waist and he moved his fingers up her
spine, taking her shirt with him, and thinking how delightful she smelled, and how soft her skin was. 'I've been washing myself with that soap for
years and never did my skin seem that soft.' Max's shirt flew somewhere in the room, and they both let themselves feel whatever took possession of
their hearts and souls, surrendering to the desire that has been burning inside of them for all those months, dreaming of this moment.
The breating was becoming hard to hide and they were just making music with it. Max's pants flew next to her shirt, and she stared at Logan,
wearing only her panties and her bra.

"You're so beautiful Max." He said smiling at her with so much emotion. She couldn't take her eyes off his lips.

" I SO love your lips." She whispered to him, pressing her almost naked body against his, her flesh burning up by the contact of his
touch, feeling every inch of his skin. Logan's hand caressed her waist and her spine, and went to untie her bra,
removing the straps from Max's shoulders, and throwing it away with the other flying clothes.
They just couldn't get enough of each other, touching everything that could be touched, tasting everything that could be tasted, making Dvorak's
World Symphony music with their breaths, getting hungrier as the time went by.

Logan was able to turn Max under him without any problem. He stared at her so seriously that she didn't dare to talk. He kissed her lips, went down
her neck, and her breasts without forgetting her waist and tummy. And especially without passing by her most sensitive skin, teasing it with his
tongue. He could feel Max was really enjoying this and it pleased him. She wasn't trying to control her body anymore, she just let him control it.

"Logan..." Max said between breaths, feeling how much this was exquisite, and being VERY aware of all her body's reaction to his touch.
He didn't stoped until Max's body climaxed to his great satisfaction. She stared at the ceiling, getting her thoughts togheter.
"Come here!" She said to Logan, smiling, and wanting to feel him near her. They were both catching their breath, and he laid himself next
to her, kissing her, kissing her forehead. She grabed his head and kissed him on the mouth, not caring about where those lips of his were before. Max
stared at him, thinking how the hell was she going to live away from that man.

"I love you Logan." She simply said, staring into his eyes. She couldn't believe how easy it has been to just say it, she didn't even had thought of
saying it before it came out of her mouth. Maybe the fact that he was looking at her with so much love had helped, knowing she wasn't about to be
rejected. She stared at him, waiting for some kind of reaction, but Logan wasn't speaking, he was still absorbing what Max had told him. He took a
sip of water from his glass that was just next to him on the night table, overwhelmed by the past hour. He saw that Max began to feel uncomfortable
by his silence, and that a tear was forming itself on the corner of her eyes. He was so happy, and it was like there was no connections between his
brain and his mouth anymore. He gently touched Max's face before being able to find his speaking function again, and wiped away the tear.

"I am so totally, completely, in love with you Max." Logan said to her, confused between laughing from happiness or crying from sadness, because of
what tomorrow will bring to them.

Hearing those words were hitting Max like a punching bag, but a good one. It was the first time somebody actually loved her, her, not some girl. Her,
knowing all about her past. She was so happy right now, and it broke her heart. She didn't want to think about tomorrow...well, about later today.
She just wanted this moment to be theirs, and enjoy the warm feeling of being in the arms of the man you love. 'Wow, this is what love is?' Max
thought. 'I could get used to it.'

"Say it again." She asked him, in a teasing voice. He looked at her the same way.

"I Logan, love you Max, with all my heart and soul, for tonight and the rest of my life." And then he reached for her lips.

'Music to my ears.' Max thought.

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Hehehe, was THAT shippy or what?!
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BTW, I'm not done yet! Don't you go think it's the last post! lol! Cuz it's not!

Juliette