"Butt-naked?!" Cindy nearly screamed. "For the third time, Cindy,
yes!" Max was getting annoyed by the repetitive questioning. The two
were sitting at breakfast the next morning. "Huh! And then you saw
him completely naked, too?!" She wouldn't let it go. Max knew she
should never have said anything about it. "Cindy, please, it was an
accident. Both times," she pleaded. Cindy gave her one of those
"Yeah, and I'm white" looks. "I was pissed," Max explained, "and I
thought I had a robe on. You know how distracted I get when I'm
angry." "Yeah, okay," Cindy still didn't believe her. "And you
accidentally watched him get changed through his window?" She
looked down at her food. "Yes," she replied, knowing it was a full-
blown lie. "Damn girl, when will you two stop fighting it?! You know,
it's been a like a year since you've known each other, and you've
kissed several times. Now you've even seen each other naked. Oh,
and by the way, it's a little obvious Rollerboy didn't mind you watching
him. WHEN WILL YOU TWO GET TOGETHER?!"
Max didn't respond. She didn't respond because she didn't know the
answer. What was holding them back? Why was it always weird when
anything romantic came between them? Was Logan really okay with
her watching him? She didn't know, and she didn't want to think
about it. Instead, she glanced at her watch. "Gotta get to work," she
announced. "Since when do you leave for work early? Or even on
time, for that matter?" Cindy asked, knowing she was just looking for
an excuse. Max went for her coat and bag. "Since my roommate
couldn't learn to let things go." Then she was out the door. Cindy
stood there for a moment, a little disbelieving, then threw her hands in
the air and tended to their dishes.
"Butt-naked?!" Bling asked quietly, with the maximum amount of
taunting his voice would allow. "What did I just say?" Logan was
already fed up with Bling's interest in the details of the last two nights.
"How many reps are we doing today?" he asked without waiting for a
response. He was looking desperately to change the subject. "Oh no,
you're not getting off the hook that easily," Bling continued. "So you
finally saw Max naked. Was it on purpose?" "Of course not!" Logan
was angry but embarrassed at the same time. "She came storming
out of the bathroom and started yelling. What was I supposed to do?"
Bling grinned. "Oh, I dunno… Maybe not look at her?" Logan knew
that's what he should have done but it was too hard for him to take his
eyes off her even when she was dressed. "Yeah, and if she thought I
wasn't paying attention to her at the time I'd be out of this wheelchair
and in a full-body cast." Bling was about to offer another 'suggestion'
as to what we should have done when Logan heard his computer beep.
Thank God.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have business to attend to." Bling just
shook his head and left the room, still grinning. Logan regretted ever
telling him what had happened, but grateful he hadn't told him the full
story. If he knew Max had seen him naked as well, there'd be no
stopping him. He focused his attention on the computer to keep any
further memories of naked Max from his head. He read over the
urgent Informant Net post. A contact requested to meet on the roof of
a building in sector five. That meant he would need Max. Wonderful.
yes!" Max was getting annoyed by the repetitive questioning. The two
were sitting at breakfast the next morning. "Huh! And then you saw
him completely naked, too?!" She wouldn't let it go. Max knew she
should never have said anything about it. "Cindy, please, it was an
accident. Both times," she pleaded. Cindy gave her one of those
"Yeah, and I'm white" looks. "I was pissed," Max explained, "and I
thought I had a robe on. You know how distracted I get when I'm
angry." "Yeah, okay," Cindy still didn't believe her. "And you
accidentally watched him get changed through his window?" She
looked down at her food. "Yes," she replied, knowing it was a full-
blown lie. "Damn girl, when will you two stop fighting it?! You know,
it's been a like a year since you've known each other, and you've
kissed several times. Now you've even seen each other naked. Oh,
and by the way, it's a little obvious Rollerboy didn't mind you watching
him. WHEN WILL YOU TWO GET TOGETHER?!"
Max didn't respond. She didn't respond because she didn't know the
answer. What was holding them back? Why was it always weird when
anything romantic came between them? Was Logan really okay with
her watching him? She didn't know, and she didn't want to think
about it. Instead, she glanced at her watch. "Gotta get to work," she
announced. "Since when do you leave for work early? Or even on
time, for that matter?" Cindy asked, knowing she was just looking for
an excuse. Max went for her coat and bag. "Since my roommate
couldn't learn to let things go." Then she was out the door. Cindy
stood there for a moment, a little disbelieving, then threw her hands in
the air and tended to their dishes.
"Butt-naked?!" Bling asked quietly, with the maximum amount of
taunting his voice would allow. "What did I just say?" Logan was
already fed up with Bling's interest in the details of the last two nights.
"How many reps are we doing today?" he asked without waiting for a
response. He was looking desperately to change the subject. "Oh no,
you're not getting off the hook that easily," Bling continued. "So you
finally saw Max naked. Was it on purpose?" "Of course not!" Logan
was angry but embarrassed at the same time. "She came storming
out of the bathroom and started yelling. What was I supposed to do?"
Bling grinned. "Oh, I dunno… Maybe not look at her?" Logan knew
that's what he should have done but it was too hard for him to take his
eyes off her even when she was dressed. "Yeah, and if she thought I
wasn't paying attention to her at the time I'd be out of this wheelchair
and in a full-body cast." Bling was about to offer another 'suggestion'
as to what we should have done when Logan heard his computer beep.
Thank God.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have business to attend to." Bling just
shook his head and left the room, still grinning. Logan regretted ever
telling him what had happened, but grateful he hadn't told him the full
story. If he knew Max had seen him naked as well, there'd be no
stopping him. He focused his attention on the computer to keep any
further memories of naked Max from his head. He read over the
urgent Informant Net post. A contact requested to meet on the roof of
a building in sector five. That meant he would need Max. Wonderful.
