Title:
Logan TV
Name:
Joy
Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com
Rating: PG-13
This is my second glass of the wine
Max sent me. The rest has been transferred to a carafe in my refrigerator and
the bottle is waiting to be refilled… I can be such a sap. My mother would be
so proud…
It's late; I really should go to
bed… Its just I expected to see Max by now...or at least have some more
personal contact. I haven't done anything…balls in my court. I was hoping.
I'll check the roof once more before
going to sleep. Ok… Just access the camera across the street and there're my
skylights… Looky there. My favorite black cat is prowling the roof… I
love it. She's watching me as I watch her watch me. I can't get this
stupid smirk off my face.
She looks so confused…I never
noticed how her mannerisms are very cat like when she is investigating or
stalking. She just cocked her head to look at me like my best friend's cat used
to. Hah… Look at her. She's getting the feeling she's being watched… Looking
around won't help, Maxie. This is way too entertaining.
Oh, she's headed down to surprise
me… I better go get her flowers. I love them. Nice beautiful coral color. I've
never been a fan of the red rose. That's probably because guys use them to get
out of trouble too often… I used to do that… Ancient History! A unique color
for a unique woman…
She hasn't landed yet… What is she
doing? "Going somewhere Max?"
"Well, if you were going out it wouldn't be as
fun to surprise you, now would it?" she says sliding down the rope.
"Well, I just had to retrieve these," I
say handing her the roses. "I've never been a red rose guy. There just too
generic and you, my dear, are not…"
She is either mentally freaking out that I got her
flowers or… No that's it.
"Max… You awake… I realize it's almost two but
you seem a little out of it."
"How did you know to get the flowers just now?
How did you know I was coming in?" she asks now sure I was watching her.
That stupid grin from earlier reappears on my face.
"I'll show you," I say taking her hand to
lead to the computer room. I just took her hand… no big deal. It's so soft and
delicate. I never did a hard days work in my life but I have calluses all over
my palms from pushing this chair. I don't think she minds.
On my computer screen is a view of the roof from the
building across the street. "Since your poem mentioned watching me from
the roof, I couldn't resist watching you watching me… Hope you're not
mad."
She's lost in her own little world again. I took the
fun out of her game. I have no problem being voyeuristic with me… just as long
as it doesn't extend to others. I really didn't need to have gone there. Ok say
something before things get worse.
"You're mad… I won't do it again. I kind of
like the idea of you watching me…" I say in a whisper.
She reflects for a moment and then speaks. I love
hearing her talk. I understand the words of Romeo for the first time in my
life, 'She speaks- Oh speak again bright angel.' I can concentrate on my
comparison of her to Juliet at another time. Right now I need to be listening
to what she is saying.
"I'm not mad… I'm just not sure what I want to
happen now… When I was up there, I figured we'd play back and forth a bit and
then I'd leave… This is more…"
"Intimate." Crap. That was too close. That
will only make things worse.
"Yeah," she whispers downcast.
Lighten the mood now or she is going
to bolt. "It doesn't have to be… You can tell me how much of a dork I am
in one form another and we'll be right back on track."
She smiled at me for that… Oh, yes, thank god. I
smile back, one of my best. Swallow and breathe. Its just Max… MAX… There has
never been 'just Max'…
"Well,
I wouldn't say you're a dork… a workaholic with a minor in narcissism maybe…
but a dork, definitely not," she wise cracks.
Big smile… Give her a big smile. She just bit her
lip. I love it when she does that. She does it when she's nervous. Small
reflexes like that are going to get me into such trouble. My heart is pounding…
"So while you were spying on me on the roof did
you get a good look at all my assets?" My face just dropped and is now
turning a great shade of pink… Oh, she will pay for that.
"Maybe… maybe not. I guess I'll have to roll
around my apartment wearing fewer clothes at night so your voyeurism will be
complete… So far have you caught me in any embarrassing states?"
"Well, that turtleneck vest combo you had going
last week really needs to go…" Yes! Conversation back to normal… I feel
better… She is smiling big again.
"Want to play chess?" I ask. I don't want
her to leave yet.
"How bout some music instead?" What is she
up to?
"Sure, what kind?"
"Something we can dance to." What did she
just say?
"Uh…"
She is headed to the CD player and just put in some
classical. She is walking toward me. I can feel my eyes are going big… I can do
this. I want to feel her arms around me… She just sat down in my lap. Breathe…
"I know you're a strong guy… Ya think you can
dance with me like this?" Max says as I breathe shallowly. Our eyes are
searching out each other's. She wraps her arms around my neck and leans her
head against my chest. I can do this. I've even pictured doing this. I just put
my hands to the wheels and maneuver us in a dance. My heart is beating
frantically, but is beginning to slow… This is perfect… I love this feeling…
The song just ended. I can wrap my arms around her now… I just want to stay
here, right here, holding her in my arms.
This is perfect. On instinct I kiss her forehead and
she looks up at me so innocently. I love this woman, I do. My heart is pounding
again. We're gonna kiss… I'm going to kiss her… Our lips are barely touching.
They brush against each other. It feels
like electricity is running through me, even in my toes… I'm getting lost in
her eyes. I shut my eyes to savor this moment, this perfect moment… I'm looking
at her again. I hug her closer to me, stroking her hair.
We've been sitting here holding each other for a
while now… I just want to keep her here with me forever. She would never have
to deal with Normal again. Not having hot water or being out past curfew. I'll
offer the guestroom… maybe she'll stay. That would be so
tempting…"Logan," she whispers. She speaks…Speak again bright
angel.
"Yeah."
"I need to go… I'll come by tomorrow… I'll even
use the front door."
I tighten my grip around her mid-section. "I'm
not ready to let you go… You can stay…"
She puts a finger to my lips. "That would not
be wise," she whispers. Wow… She's worried that we'd… I didn't even think
she would feel remotely like that… She hugs me tight and looks at me a moment
before kissing me lightly. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight," I whispers back as she slips
from my grasp and heads for the door.
"Sleep well…" she says.
"Not a chance," I whisper back.
We both smile. This evening turned out better then I
hoped.
