Title:
Vacation days 3
Name:
Joy
Email:
SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com
Rating:
R
As Logan and Max arrived in Seattle,
Max decided she really didn't want to face explaining to Cindy moving abruptly.
"Logan can we just go home and worry about moving stuff tomorrow. I kind
want to check out my new digs."
"It's not like you've never
seen it before," he responded with question.
"Yeah, but now I can walk
around and figure out where my stuff is gonna go? I mean where 're we gonna put
my baby, and where can I work on her?"
"I love you, but you'll
be working on your bike in the garage. If you don't want to leave your baby
down there, that's fine, but I really can't stand the idea of motor oil all
over the hard wood floors."
"OK- but do ya see my
point?" she asked.
"Yes, I get it… Tonight, we
christen the apartment," he said with a sexy grin.
"You think so, huh?" Max
said with a laugh. "Dear God, what will you be like when I'm in
heat?"
"In HEAT?!" he said with
confusion.
"I guess we didn't have that
talk last time, did we? No, we didn't. You were too wrapped up in the idea that
I was dating Gilligan," Max said with great amusement.
"Excuse me? I'm totally
lost."
"You remember my little trip to
see Hannah and the guy you insisted was my boyfriend?"
"I didn't insist. He insisted…
I was just curious," Logan said remembering how incredibly jealous he was
of this guy he never met. Then it clicked. /Please Lord, do not let her tell
me he was a one-night stand to satisfy her heat. I don't think I could handle
that… I'd have been glad to accommodate… Stop thinking that way and let her
finish. /
"Logan… What planet are you on?"
she whispered directly in his ear.
"The planet of hoping beyond
hope that when you say he never was your boyfriend, you mean that in all senses
including… well… satisfying you," he said desperately.
Max leaned up and kissed his cheek,
"You're really cute when you're jealous… I did mean it in every sense of
the word. Nothing happened… He thought something happened because he was
drunk, but nothing did… But this leads into the interesting area of sexual
histories that we haven't discussed…"
"I want to hear more about this
heat predicament," Logan said changing the subject. He really didn't want
to disclose his chauvinistic history at this point. He was a faithful husband,
and he felt that was the best example of his commitment in relationships.
"You're changing the
subject."
"Please…"
"Why?" Max asked raising
an eyebrow.
"Because I have several years
on you to have been a moron about a lot of things… sex being one of them. I was
totally faithful throughout my marriage and have never cheated on anyone I
dated… I haven't with anyone but you since we met."
Max saw the shear panic on his face
as he finished speaking. Once again she kissed his cheek, "You're so
incredibly cute when you're embarrassed… You're fine. I was mainly going for-
Have you been tested? Do you have any kids out there I should know about?
Things like that."
Logan laughed heartily as they
pulled into the Foggle Tower's garage. "Yes- clean bill of health and NO-
no kids… So, now can I hear about the heat thing?"
"Let's get our stuff upstairs
before we get into that OK," she said pulling their bags out of trunk. The
ride up the elevator seemed shorter then normal, probably because Logan was
using the time to stroke Max's calf. "You're an evil man, Logan
Cale," Max whimpered as she got off the elevator.
Logan unlocked the door to his
penthouse to find Bling unloading newly bought groceries. "Hey there, you
two," he said. "How was the trip?"
"Amazing…" Max said from
the door. "I love that cabin."
"Good. Glad to hear it.
Original Cindy wants you to call when you get a chance," Bling informed
her.
"OK. Thanks," she said as
she stalked around the apartment examining where her baby would sleep.
"What is she doing?" Bling
asked Logan softly.
Logan smiled at his sweetness,
"She's figuring out where she wants her bike to live in the penthouse. I'm
not sure what other items of value we'll be moving besides her clothes, but I'm
sure they'll be interesting. I'm definitely going to have to add more closet
space to the bedroom, either that or organize better," he said pondering
the math involved while Bling's eyes went big.
"Well, IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME!"
Bling yelled. Max popped her head around the corner as Logan looked up at the
man curiously. "'Ruin a good friendship' my ass… 'We're not like that,'
whatever… Just do me a favor and if you know I'm coming over- be dressed when I
get here. I'm happy for you, but I do not- I repeat- DO NOT want to see any
horizontal romps. Got it?" he said defiantly. They both nodded obediently.
"All right then, I'll be heading home. I'll see you both in the morning-
both dressed!" Once again they nodded.
He left the apartment and waited until he got in the
elevator to crack up. "Oh, I'm calling Original Cindy when I get
home!" Bling said.
Max and Logan started laughing as
the door slammed behind Bling. "You'd think he'd have a little more faith
in us," Max quipped.
"Nah… Denial makes us untrustworthy,"
Logan retorted.
"Yeah think so?" she said
sitting on his lap.
"Well… Being blind to love has
a tendency to make others skittish about trusting our sensibilities."
"OK," she said running her
fingers through his stubble. "So, I think my bike can sleep in the
exercise room at night, by the window."
"Sounds good to me. We'll see
if it interferes with Bling, K?" he said planting a soft kiss on her lips.
"Oh, I was going to tell you
about when I go into heat," she said as she slid off his lap and pushed
his chair over to the couch. Once he was situated on the sofa, she came and
laid her head down in his lap. "Well, once every four months I go into
heat, thanks to my beloved cat DNA. I have nine lives, always land on my feet,
and a pheromone level that drives me and who ever I am with insane."
"So, you literally go into
heat? Why didn't I know this?" he said questioning.
"You did. You instinctively
knew there was something off with me. You said so in fact. You thought there
was something wrong with me, well now you know why."
"I do remember that night… You
looked like a caged animal the way you stalked around here… You could have
stayed. I would have been happy to help," he said seductively.
"Yeah and then we wouldn't be
here, now would we? I didn't trust you hardly at all and I bet you trusted me
less then that. It would have been a simple bang the gong session and I would
have left within five minutes after being done," she said calmly.
Logan looked at her quizzically,
"Now, I'm worried about your sexual history."
"Same answers- no diseases and
no kids."
"But that really isn't what
concerns me now… How many times have you done that to yourself?"
"What?"
"How many times have you
fulfilled a need and left?"
"Under five, I promise,"
she said as she smoothed the wrinkle in his brow.
"Doing that can really mess
with your mind…" Logan said quietly.
Max smiled sweetly, "I know,
that's why generally I try to stay out of reach of men during my heat. I sort
of screwed up last time… Not too bad since he just past out. I shouldn't have
come by to see you…I rode my motorcycle over here. Huge mistake."
Logan chuckled, "I knew you
liked that thing for more then aesthetic reasons."
Max slapped his chest a little
before he leaned down and kissed her lips.
"So what should I expect from
this heat?" he asked.
"The overwhelming desire to
sleep with me and me to never get enough of it," Max stated.
"I thought we already had
that?" Max once again slapped his chest.
"I don't know… We will have to
wait and see… Now why don't we go take a bath in that huge bathtub back
there?"
Logan closed his eyes and savored
the words. "Logan, what are you doing?"
"I'm picturing you naked
getting into the tub."
"Concept, why not come see the
real thing?" Max taunted as she left the couch and headed for the bedroom.
By the time Logan entered Max had
already removed her shirt and was letting it fall to the ground. He watched as
her fingers went to the back bra clasp to unhook it. He sped into the bathroom,
throwing his shirt off with great fervor. Max slowly undressed while Logan
frantically stripped, his heart pounding in his chest.
Soon Max stood before him naked,
running the warm water. "You first," she said, motioning for him to
slide into the tub. Logan maneuvered himself in while Max got the temperature
just right. She found some of his secret stash of bubble bath she knew he hid
under the sink. Once the lavender smelling soap was added to the water, she
stepped into the whirlpool tub. Settling into Logan's outstretched arms, Max
felt totally at peace. "I can really get used to this," she whispered
to him over her shoulder.
"Good… I'd kind of like to have
you around for a while," he said rubbing his hands up and down her arms
with the soap.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah… If you haven't guessed
already, I have a crush on you," Logan said in a little kid voice.
"How'd you do that?" Max
said with great curiosity.
"How'd I do what?" Logan
said wrinkling his forehead.
"Make yourself sound like…
well… a kid."
"Intonation and slurring
letters together… You probably spoke perfectly from birth," he said as his
washed her back.
"I'm not sure… Hey, your heart
is pounding… Stop that. I'm not that exciting," she said trying to relax.
"I beg to differ," he said
splashing water onto her back to rinse off the soap.
"Peaceful thoughts… gentle
breezes and all that crap. I really couldn't handle you having a heart
attack."
"Well than there are a few
things in your… repertoire, shall we say, you should avoid… You have control
over muscles that I am convinced no other human does. Not to say I haven't
enjoyed them. Dear God have I enjoyed them. But if you're concerned about
giving me a heart attack, grabbing me internally should probably be
avoided," Logan said as his heart raced at the thought.
Max rolled over so they were chest
to chest. "I'm sorry, I'll take my chances. I enjoy that ability too much
to give it up." Logan claimed her mouth as his own. They kissed
passionately in the tub as water splashed about. The floor was covered in soapy
liquid by the time they got there. The way they went at it on the bathroom
floor they looked like fish out of water flopping about.
Through great heaving breaths Max
spoke, "We are… definitely… gonna need… a list… of when… Bling's coming
over." Logan breathed equally as heavy but laughed intermittently.
"You're… right. No room… is
safe… from us," he said with a chuckle. Max giggled and grabbed a towel.
Each had fun drying the other.
Both mainly dry, Logan wheeled them into his
bedroom. Max got under the covers as Logan positioned himself onto the bed.
"What are you doing under there? Hiding?" he asked impishly.
"No… I just thought we were going to bed."
"Oh… I was kind of hoping we could play a
little," he said with a smile.
"Play?" she questioned.
Nuzzling her ear he said, "Touching, kissing,
holding… that kind of stuff."
"I think I'm gonna like Play time."